When I was a kid, my hair had given me enough trouble to make be wonder, in deep silence, 🙂 if God created them just to punish me for stealing milk powder from kitchen or copying Dad’s signature in Test papers or throwing water from first floor at ever passerby …
Total Dramebaaz are my hair … creating nautanki’s(drama) at a drop of hat … specially in overcrowded buses… just when I am about to get down… my hair would get stuck in someone’s shirt or bag … and then would start the tug of war … with me choking in total embarrassment …now Karan Johar would have turned this sequence into a mushy romantic scene followed by even mushier song…but God isn’t KJo… with conductor shouting… driver honking the horn … and giggles here and there … I could well be heralded as the next queen of comedy …
After years of negligence by hair has learned to automatically turn into auto-recovery mode, whenever the conditioning is not enough… Now at home, I can line up a number of natural items for my hair… specially Outenga (Dillenia indica),{ a kind of vegetable whose seed is the best conditioner I have ever used… mind you even the Sunsilk girls would die in utter shame … but then it seems the growth of this species is limited to Assam only… { well I don’t know what its local name is,had to google for its scientific name }} … but in this city of salt water, I am just glad that the hair in my hand is not proportional to the hair in my head. 😛
This time when i was at home, adding woes to my Mom’s already hai-mere-badmash–bache condition, I highlighted my hair with L’oreal Light copper Brown 6.3. Mom instantly started chanting ‘Ram-o-Krishn-o-ram-o-krishn-o’ on realizing what I had done. Till the day I returned her eyes couldn’t get accustomed to the shades in my hair.
My cousin kept ranting that I looked like a Chinese Gundi (Villain) … but he added “cute” after I gave him one of my what-the-heck look :D. Now every time I look in the mirror I see myself as a chinese villain straight out of Jackie Chan movie.
Mom’s fear resurfaced when I started displaying an interest in adding Burgundy shade too. Her initial reaction was similar to eruption of Eyjafjallajökull, which later turned into a series of coazing that started and ended with “O pyari beti“(O lovely daughter) :D. I wondered if I should inform her that sister dahling is going to do a blue and pink after the exam. but then on rethinking, why not let mom atleast sleep in peace till that day. The impending drama will be telecast live here :D.
With more Crazy home affairs will catch you soon, stay tuned.
Good one…So what is the real condition of the hair now?
Burgundy? Maaore khuwar dore nalagibone?
hair incidents!!!! funny!! outenga! eh? ..not here in western india then..
yeah mom's do freak out sometime.. one day i styled my hair into mohawk and went to college and then a friend of mine coloured the mohawk copper with some copper coloured mascara or something.. and i got real bashing when I got home..like u said.. volcanic eruption…
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still pink-blue is bit too extreme..uhh..or maybe not
You are one badmash baccha 😛
I thankfully never had such problems…have coloured my hair just once..that too a fiery red 🙂
You should put a picture after you color it pink…