Oh this weekend was good! The highlight of it being the hair cut.. Yes! after a long long time (precisely after 9 months), after a lot of contemplation, after a lot of ‘should’ or ‘should not’ thinking I managed to go cut my hair.. There is something about cutting hair.. Every time I cut my hair I feel so good about it….It makes me feel so liberated, so confident, so full of energy…I feel like I am in total control of my life. After standing upto the resistance from my in laws (they believe that the daughter in laws ought to have long hair since it confirms to their idea of our culture) and convincing my husband (who felt that I look good with long hair) I finally went for it. It was so very awesome to see my hair dancing with joy….I don’t remember feeling so good ever before after having an hair cut and all the credit goes to my hair stylist….The layer cut that my hair stylist gave me looks awesome, although I must accept, initially I was a little skeptical about it.
My husband simply loved it. In fact he couldn’t stop praising in general…I felt good too. I simply can’t stop looking at myself in the mirror. A hair cut is not just cutting your hair, its also about cleansing your mind, just letting yourself be, taking a leap that you know you deserve, defying rules and having your own way
I think every woman must go for a hair cut……just to be in control of her life
My husband simply loved it. In fact he couldn’t stop praising in general…I felt good too. I simply can’t stop looking at myself in the mirror. A hair cut is not just cutting your hair, its also about cleansing your mind, just letting yourself be, taking a leap that you know you deserve, defying rules and having your own way
I think every woman must go for a hair cut……just to be in control of her life
Hair is so powerful, isn't it? Just like you, I love having my hair cut. I always feel as if somehow I was able to let go of something from my past, something I no longer needed.
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Wonderful to "meet" you and thank you so much for the description of the new year's tradition. That's GREAT! I've visited India (not the whole continent - it's so huge -) but I've been to Delhi, Rajasthan, and of course Agra. I spent the most time in Varanasi/Benares, a really amazing city. I could feel time there, I swear I could feel thousands of years all at once.
While, I cannot subscribe to liberation as a feeling while on my sojourns to the saloons, I do share the joyous bursts on visiting a barber,...oops, hairdresser. The post brought a smile as it rekindled some of those little joys of childhood when the barber had snippets of fancy tales from the neighbourhood, the hindi film magazines that I would stare at, albeit in askance and of course, most importantly, those times, when I still had hair to be sheared off before i went bald :-)...
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