I love my hair. For the love of
God and Satan combined, I do. I don’t care if I don’t wash my face one day but
I care deeply if something happens to even one strand on my head. I like them
long and strong. Of course it means that I try a lot of oils and shampoos.
Sometimes, actually most times, it doesn’t help. But then again often I wonder
what would I do with my long hair? As in currently I do have sufficiently long
hair but every time I wash them, I don’t have any option but to keep them open
or to tie a braid. Those are the times when I really wonder if I would like my
hair short.
This thought came to my mind
thanks to my Gym Instructor. He has normal boy cut hair but every day he keeps
on doing something to them. Sometimes he will gel them up to become square
shaped. Other days he supports a slanted-hill or what I prefer – a Johnny Bravo
look. Sometimes he will cut his hair real short from the sides and let them be
as it is. Other times he will keep asking how his hairstyle is and I have
totally no clue what is different. I do agree that the way he keeps his hair
makes a lot of difference to his overall appearance. Some days he looks quite
young and not so young on the others. Yet I have seen his devotion to keep his
hair in the perfect style throughout the day. When I need to defend my
laziness, I would say that his hair is shorter so he can do it. However ever
since I have noticed him, I started noticing guys in general fussing over their
hair.
One day I was going to my office
in the office bus and I see this car at the signal. There is a little traffic
and there is a little guy and probably his father in the car. The child is
dressed in school dress. He is so calm and composed. He has no issues with the traffic
or concerns of getting late for his school. He was busy setting his hair. I am
not even sure if we had mirrors in my school but certainly times have changed
since I have left school.
Speaking on the same note, my
office bus driver – well, sometimes he is fresh, sometimes he is talking on
phone, sometimes he is listening to music and other times he is wearing
chappals, supporting a just-out-of-bed look. Still he makes sure that no matter
what, his hair is always perfect. I have never seen his hair look any different
or out of place. His hair is always the same length and always set the same
way.
An even more striking incident
happened when I was at a wedding. The groom’s family had arrived and the girl’s
younger brother and sister were ushering them into the hall. There was this
crazy loud music and dancing. The welcoming rituals were just done and now the
groom was walking into the main hall towards the stage. The bride’s siblings
are walking behind him. The groom’s side people are dancing. Amidst all this,
the bride’s younger brother is dancing and then stops, set his hair and then
dances again. Not even sure why but this is what I saw.
Now when I see guys setting their
hair, I cant help but laugh a little. At the same time I am still unsure what
do I do with my own hair.
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