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| Backyard photo-shoot on a lazy day, mostly because my acne had finally healed and before new ones start popping out again, I wanted to change my Facebook profile picture. |
I come from a family of ladies with long, jet black hair, cascading down their lithe frame, till the knees. That, according to my mom, is the ultimate hair goal. She doesn’t understand colors like burgundy or auburn, neither she could comprehend if “Layering” is a hairstyle or a mishap.
“Did the stylist got bored of cutting your hair!”, she once asked my sister who came home with a stylish step cut. “It’s too hot outside Mom”, she replied with the ultimate defense line.
I still remember the day I got my first blond streaks and a haircut, after my sister coaxed me into it. I had just got down from the car and my mom was waiting at the porch. I was visiting home after 7 months. She looked at me with all the love and care of the world, and then, slowly, I could see her expression change. She stared and stared some more. Her eyebrows had started reacting too. “Ramo Krishno Ramo Krishno“, she uttered in disbelief and went straight inside the house. I was pretty sure it was to get her world famous broom.
And yes, that was the case, but that broom landed on my sister because my mom blamed her for the ‘debacle’. There was some chasing around the house as my sister ran for her life while I explained to my dad that it’s not mud on hair but a color. My parents can be so cute at times.
That night I sneaked into my sister’s room to give her a life saving tip. “Remember the plan to add blue streaks in your hair“, I said, “I don’t believe it’s a good idea”. 😂
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That was in 2010. Last Dec, I tried to color my hair myself the first time, a ‘soft black’ it said on the package. But looks like my hair is a little too dark and nothing happened even after keeping the mixture on for 30 minutes (which I now realize wasn’t enough). There’s a slight hint of Brownish hue as you can see from the picture, but is visible only in the sunlight. There goes my money!! Sigh. My Mom, of course, isn’t aware for my experiments 😉
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So much fun it is to read your posts, Raj! Utter joy! I'm going to catch up on other posts as well! I like your family stories, the way you narrate things about your mom and your sister!
And your looks beautiful! Ask me! My hair never grow beyond the shoulders, no matter how much I try to nourish them, get a trim or use the umpteen home remedies to grow them. Nothing happens!
Loved being here 🙂
Cheers
Geets