A beautifully cultivated moustache . Curling up from beneath the nose up to the lip line , in one single heave of smooth , jet black shiny mass.
I am sure he gelled the moustache too. Lot of words were spoken by those lips beneath the glistening wonder, but I was always lost in the moustache . I am sure the main reason for my crush on Mr.P was his fantastic growth on the upper lip.
It was a topic of serious discussion amongst the giggly teens ,as to what is done when the milk is skimmed clean off the cream by the holy bushiness, or how a small comb was carried in the butt-pocket , just to smoothen and groom the dark beauty.
So , one day , when Mr. P walked into the classroom , hugging his biochem notes, devoid of darkness beneath his nose, lot of dreams came crashing down . A storm of whispers broke out, in sheer despair, and a smiling Mr. P had to actually devote first ten minutes of his lecture to-“Why I decided to shave my moustache?”
I am sure he gelled the moustache too. Lot of words were spoken by those lips beneath the glistening wonder, but I was always lost in the moustache . I am sure the main reason for my crush on Mr.P was his fantastic growth on the upper lip.
It was a topic of serious discussion amongst the giggly teens ,as to what is done when the milk is skimmed clean off the cream by the holy bushiness, or how a small comb was carried in the butt-pocket , just to smoothen and groom the dark beauty.
So , one day , when Mr. P walked into the classroom , hugging his biochem notes, devoid of darkness beneath his nose, lot of dreams came crashing down . A storm of whispers broke out, in sheer despair, and a smiling Mr. P had to actually devote first ten minutes of his lecture to-“Why I decided to shave my moustache?”
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