Barber-ism
Going for a haircut have always been an ordeal for me. One can call it a phobia, laziness whatever, I have always felt an inertia heading to a Barber. As a result more often than not, I am found with heavy hair. I started calling it my signature style after the fact.
During my childhood, it was my Grandfather who used to take me for the haircut. “You look Junglee, Come let’s make you human again”, he used to say. That was the only the time when I wasn’t hesitant to go. Since then I have always procrastinated.
I think mostly it is due to me being lethargic. Or maybe it is due the futility of the chore. They will grow up again anyways; also they doesn’t stop me from doing anything. Sure, some people do comment on the long locks, others call me untidy. But I get some compliments too.
The fun part is, whenever I do go for a haircut, I pledge that from then on, it will be a regular thing. Alas! to no avail. In the blink of an eye, 6 months go by. Same long hairs, same untidy look. Another reason can be I was heavy built during my teenage. And subconsciously long hairs would have made me look a bit lean. Silly reason, but that’s all I can think of.
I went for the haircut yesterday. Pledged to come back sooner than later. But I know it is an exercise in futility.
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🙂 when my kids were younger taking them get their hair trimmed was an issue, finally my husband said he will give them the Katori cut, that is put a bow on their head and cut round it. after that haircuts became less of war but once they started braiding their hair then on it has been peace.
parwatisingari
April 26, 2016 at 12:41 pm
Haha…i remember few fellows at school with katori cut…now i know how it was done. 🙂
arpitgarg
April 26, 2016 at 1:55 pm