My Hairstyle

Guys, Here Iam..This time to crap about my hair and the various forms it took since the day I was born.When I was a baby, my mom used to tell me that my hair was some jungle..very curly and totally unmanageable. Then they got my head shaved ...hoping that its intensity would reduce ....This they did ,not because of some custom but because my mom could hardly see my scalp..Surprisingly, my hair took up a much more softer texture after the shaving process.

Nextly, my parents got into some heavy discussion as to what sort of hairstyle I should have. Then they decided to give me the famous "boy cut" . This they did so that it would match my "then" personality of a ROWDY .I was basically one of those bully types...going around bossing everybody, playing rugby on sand , fighting with boys and all that.

As long as I remember, I continued with that short hairstyle for several years..It was really surprising when I had a small fan follwing in school for my hairstyle alone.I still remember one little girl called manju who used to come to me during break time and have lunch with me --and I was flattered from head to toe when she told me that she she likes me because I carried my hairdo with so much funda and glory..Soon it dawned upon me that I should grow my hair..because I was a girl and girls supposedly had long hair..

This was the most difficult part because you will never know what to do with your hair when it is neither too short nor too long. I used to try all sorts of hairstyles to put my hair in the right place only to find it totally blown off out of proportion by the wind by the time I reached school.This got me irritated and I switched back to my old style.
In college , I got popular with my haircut. People used to recognize me in a jiffy when somebody said "the girl with the short hair". Morover , I loved my hairstlyle because it gave me some sort of extra confidence and courage.It felt like I had a crown on my head.... I felt I was different from the other girls who wore the usual plaits.

I was 20 ..and I started getting obsessed with wearing sarees but I somehow felt that my hairstlyle never worked out with salwars or sarees.So, after a lot of thinking, I slowly started growing my hair. That was the most difficult process ,but all my patience has paid off. Today my hair stands a little below my shoulder and Iam able to knot it into a nice pony tail.Even today I feel that something is missing on my head..when my hair is tied back.I miss the way it used to fall on my neck covering my ears, the way it used to fly backwards when the wind hit my face..

I wouldnt say i lost my confidence after growing my hair...but it sure is a different feeling. Now i feel more feminine and more beautifull...(now dont laugh..!!!)Thats me....