I was getting accustomed to my Fridays Exilis trysts. During the week after my second procedure, I could actually discern the difference. The best observation came from a friend and co-evening-walker.

“Something about you has changed. You are thinner in a very subtle way,” she said. “And you’re looking nice, not wilted like most people who have lost weight do!”

Smiling secretly, I nodded, said a happy thank you and went on with my walk. A brisker spring to my step. Exilis was working. From the inside it was coaxing collagen to the surface of my skin, making it fairer, plumper, younger. No more Auntie Talk.

So when Friday dawned, quickly dialing the Chennai Plastic Surgery number to let them know I would be there, I set out with a song on my lips and fresh dewy glow to my skin.

You are as young as you feel, they say, and I cannot agree more.

Luckily there was not much traffic on the roads, getting me to CPS in record time.

As Exilis did its job, I kept urging my skin and body to co-operate by producing more collagen, becoming more elastic. Ramya paid special attention to the scar and when my session was done, I actually felt the depth of the scar had reduced.

Willingly I let myself be photographed from every angle, and Ramya, the photographer and therapist noticed the scar below my right eyebrow.

“When did this happen?” she asked, concern in her voice.

“Long ago,” I said shuddering at the memory of that day when I was crossing the road and got hit by a motorcyclist.

“Ok, I will concentrate on it and soon it will be gone,” she promised.

As Exilis did its job, I kept urging my skin and body to co-operate by producing more collagen, becoming more elastic. Ramya paid special attention to the scar and when my session was done, I actually felt the depth of the scar had reduced. My faith in Dr. Karthik and Exilis increased many fold. I won’t be lying if I said my face actually glowed.