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Soapy Innovation

My Mom still recalls all the naughty things I did as a kid and laughs over it. It seems, I hated people carrying me or holding my hands. Probably this character in me triggered the “Soapy Innovation”.

If I hated being carried…its obvious that I will not let some one bathe me. So the story begins with the soap that we use at home…”Pears”, a sightly transparent soap…I could see my hand through it, and lathers really well. But my innovation had nothing to do with the looks or the quality…it was with the quantity.

The problem I faced was…my tiny hands could not hold them. The Grey matter I had never bothered about the cost (probably at that age I did not even bother picking a 100 bucks to a 10 piece “balli muttai”), instead thought about reducing the size of it.

How did I do that?

I found out that Pears easily dissolves in water…so I started doing that. I dissolved it to make sure the soap was small enough for me to hold. The soap withstood a few more rounds and my Mom replaced it with a new one and I continued the same.

Thats about my “Soapy Innovation” on how to make a soap easy to hold…Isn’t that an Innovation as a kid.

Well for the once who want to know the end…it took 3 soaps for my Mom to realize what I was doing. Not to mention that I got beaten up and for the next year or two never got to bathe on my own… :)

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