24.0 Hair & It's Maintenance

Sometimes you might think that does this woman has many stories to tell about her hair by looking at the blog topic. Actually, there are many incidents about haircuts and hairstyles I had during my lifetime. I had a boy's haircut as a teenager. Though that haircut was not a problem in my childhood, my haircut was an exceptional thing for some of them as it was short hair like a boy. 

Actually, it was a boy's style. I could maintain the same haircut with a little more hair. I think I could have a nice haircut if it long till shoulders at least. Why did not I think about it earlier? It is still a question for me also. Because of this exceptional haircut, I faced various embarrassing incidents as a teenager. 

When I was a kid, my mother cut my hair and, we did not want to get the support of a barber. Every time, it was the same style, and I did not worry about that hairstyle as a kid. However, there was no style. But the hair I had from my forehead to the eyebrows gave a pretty look. Once it starts covering my eyes, then she wanted to cut it. Though it was her own style, no one noticed it as an exceptional case. However, my mother wanted to know whether her hairstyle was an acceptable one or not. Once we returned home from school, she wanted to know other responses for my haircut. As there was no negative feedback, she felt happy about her hidden skills. It always ensured that she had that capability.

  

After all, when we get a bit older, we went to a salon and cut our hair. The house we lived in those days located in a city and, there was a salon in front of our house️. We just had to cross the road. So, if we wanted to go, we went to that salon when there was no much crowd.  Every time my father advised that barber not to remove the hair in the sideburns. Because he believed that there would be unnecessary hair in our face. He reminded the same advice every time, though we went to the same salon. However, one day his scissor went through my left ear by mistakenly. I think it happened mainly because of my fault. I moved my head from time to time as I could not sit in the same position for a long time. I guess he frightened than me and, he also worried a lot. At that time, I was clueless by looking at the blood flowing through my ear, and a few drops were on my shoulders as well. 


I cried once I returned home and, as usual, my mother put some medicine. It increased my pain twice. After that incident, I did not go to that salon though it's located in front of my house. I did not want to lose my ear, and I did not have a haircut for a long time as well. However, when it was growing, I had to go to another salon as my parents forced me to cut my hair. Though it was not a nice haircut, I did not go to the previous place again. However, when we were leaving that rented house, I went to that salon and, had a haircut. 

Later on, we did not go to the salon and, a barber came to our home. My hair is black and strong. My sister's hair is brown and thin. My hair is like my mother's hair and, my sister's hair is like my father's hair. So, anyone could easily differentiate our hair when all were in one place after the haircut. 

Even though both of us wanted to go to the salon, we had to get it done from him. So, always we two had a similar haircut and, it was not a stylish one. As per our parent's view, it was the most suitable haircut for school children. I think our school teachers also accepted it and, one day they pointed out my hair cut as a good example for a girl. That day I felt happy for my hair cut. Apart from the hairstyle he had, the place he chose to cut our hair was not suitable for ourselves. Those days I was about fourteen years old, I think. Though it was our back yard, the people who were going on the road could easily see us. So, most of our neighbors did not forget to smile and ask 'Hey are you cutting your hair? Though every time I thought 'Can't you see? I always smiled and, said 'Yeah... 

  

When I was in the advanced level class, I also thought that it would be better to have a little long hair. I also loved to have pretty and lovely hair like my friends. My parents believed that we would be sick if we could not dry our hair properly after a bath. Because of these reasons, they asked me to grow hair as much as I love after the advanced level exam. However, I did not trouble them to get permission. There were a few friends who had short hair in our classes and, we all had short haircuts like boys. Some of my friends said that I had a haircut like an actor. So, those days I went to the salon I liked and, had a haircut as per my wish. Most of the time we went there after school with my few friends.

One day, I went to a salon with my friend and, both of us wanted to have a new haircut. So, we decided to shave the hair in the neck area. However, we asked the barber not to shave the entire area. Though some girls had this hairstyle, actually it was a boy's hairstyle. 

However, our instructions were pointless and, we could see the final output once she finished her haircut only. When I was looking at the backside of the mirror, I thought it was the most foolish thing I ever did. It was really like a boy's hair and, the same thing happened to my friend as well. She was also very upset about her haircut. So, when we said that she could cut less hair in our neck area without removing all, she said that it was not possible. As per her view, there should not be hair at all to get that style. However, she did not say that before and, that was the thing which made us angry. After that, the biggest problem we had was going home and school with that haircut. We two were helpless and, both of us decided not to go to school for a couple of days. 

Once I went home, I tried to hide the backside of my hair and, it was not an easy task. However, they noticed my haircut when I stayed at home for a couple of days without going to school. They did not accept it at all and, I had to listen to the same advice a few times per day. I think they reminded the same thing again and again until there was a hair in my neck area. Once I went to school also, I put my maximum effort to hide the backside of my hair. However, I could not do hide it in the tuition class. Some boys laughed at me and, my haircut was fun for them. When I was sitting in the class, they sent some paper rockets to my head. One boy said that he also wanted to have such a haircut and laughed with his friends. I asked him to cut his neck instead of his hair. 

The bad habit I ever had was getting late to the tuition classes and, somehow there was a five to ten minutes delay though I tried to go early. One day the teacher of one tuition class said that I may spend more time combing my hair. 

It made others laugh. As that comment came from our teacher, it was a big shame for me. At that time, combing was not essential at all and, I could manage it without a comb. So, after that, I thought to go there very early. But due to unknown reasons, it did not work. On that day, I quickly sat on a seat without going to my friend's area. 

In those days some boys asked me to grow my hair. But I could not accept their request as I did not have permission from my parents. One day, when I was returning home by bus, a boy who sat beside me said that 'your nice look is pointless without a grown hair. Though it was a serious comment, it made me laugh. It happened unexpectedly and, I could not avoid my laugh at that time. So, he described it further and, pointed out how does hair adds value to a girl's look. Though I did not reply to him back, he continued his speech. It was another similar feedback I had for my hair those days and, therefore, it was not a new thing for me. Though I had such short hair, I could not have a bath in the evening. I had suffered from cold and, I also did not want to grow my hair because of that reason. On such day, when I was going to a tuition class, one boy stood near me on the bus. He was a little bit taller than me, and he said that there's a bad smell in my head. At that time, I think I applied medicated oil as well. However, I did not reply to him back and, looked at him as a devil.

As I could not go through the advanced level examination well, I had to do it for the second time also. So, at that time, I started growing my hair. When I was going somewhere, my mother combed my hair. She was the one who tied my hair using a wool band and, it was not an easy job for me as I never had grown hair before. 

When I was going outside, I wanted to keep my hair neat. Therefore, I clipped many clips to manage tiny hair parts that we're playing here and there. As most of the areas had not grown much, it was not an easy task to tie a small tail even. My new look was fun for most of my friends and, they laughed for the unnecessary hair clips in my hair. They said that I would be hit first when there were thunders around us. On that day, my hair was a funny object for most of the boys in the class as well. They sent paper rockets and small stones towards my head. That's how they welcomed my new hairstyle. It was a mess and embarrassing day for me, as most of them paid attention to my small hair with lots of clips. When I was coming back home by bus, I could not keep my hair as it is as some of the boys in the class removed a few clips. So, when I was getting down from the bus, the wool band was in my hand and, only a few clips remained at the head. Once I got down, I ran home quickly without showing my weird look to others.

Later on, I changed my hairstyle as I had grown and long hair. Sometimes I relaxed it and, sometimes I cut it as layers. However, now I don't have long hair. Sometime back, I had long hair and, now it is pointless to maintain long hair as it is a bit weak now. Apart from that weakness, the main problem now I have is gray hair. 

Some gray hair is popping up among the black hair like antennas. I think those gray hair is smiling and say 'Hey, you are getting old my friend. So, I'm cutting those using a scissor and, I think I won't' be able to manage them using a scissor after a couple of years. One day once I went for a haircut, a young boy who cuts my hair said that some gray hair raised as antennas. So, he asked me not to cut them anymore. A lady in another salon asked me to color the gray hair. 

However, that was the truth of our lives. Getting old is a regular activity in our body, and we can see the reflections in one stage of our life. How difficult to admit these changes? It depends on the maturity of our mindsets. However, still, my mind is not ready to live with gray hair. Though I think about the impermanence of everything for a few times per day as merit thoughts, according to my religion, still, it is difficult to apply to practical life. 

Including me, most of our friends got upset when there were a few gray hairs on our heads. So, gray hair was one topic we had at lunchtime and tea time. One of my friends said that the white light increases gray hair. Furthermore, she said that the air-conditioned environment also not good for hair. However, she could not explain the scientific side. 

Finally, it was a joke for all of us. At our office, all the lights gave a white color. So, when she was sitting in her office seat, we pointed out the light in her cubicle. Apart from those things, one friend said that removing the hair roots also not good practice. So, she asked us to cut the gray hairs. My parents told me that having a bath in the evening was a cause for gray hair at a young age. So, gray hair is an ongoing and main topic among the best friend’s gang.

So, when we were having lunch at my former office, this was our main topic. One day, one of our friends said 'Oh god, what are we doing now? How do we get rid of the gray hairs? At that time, she had a miserable look. We could not stop our laugh. So, we console her saying that we could apply hair color. 

However, hair coloring needs to be done very carefully. Because of the hair colors, some people affected by allergies.  

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