Well..with no spot of embarassment I would confess that today morning when I got up I thought I would prefer to die before I step out with my bad hair..so I instead stepped into my closet and ransaked it for a bottle of fresh smelling shampoo to sluice my hair..and it had to go wrong..
All my dreams of stepping out a halo girl were shattered in one go..
..but determination I share thy name (though on all wrong occasions it seems)...well I did step out afteall ....not to the next door parlour for Shampoo Shopping..the choice of destination was all exquisite my dear..I went ot Lo'real hair clinic because I was felt like..and here goes..
...I enter greeted by a sea of smiling faces..they made me feel like I knew them from my last birth..that they are the only pure souls on earth who can think nothing but my good...I took pleasure at my newly gained importance..I felt I was raised to a stratum higher than the normal (well I was on the second floor but this feeling was about a rise in your soul...self)...
and then the lady in green took me to the blessed place..."zust aye cumplementiary chaeck mam..we wiss eiu take it for avar sake.....fleeeasee.." I must admit she was very sweet to me..at that time I thot she liked me or something..my feeling of elation just kept growing..."why not..sure"..
there was some man made machine (now thats obvious...) inside..a few charts and huge screen..and ultra hygene smell..reality started occuring to me when she told me of what a dreadful place on earth the human scalp was...she referred to mine...i sat there listening to her tales of the Sebaceous and the war she waged against the enemies of clean hair..she talked about the scales of dead skins that would shred off later and make me so shamefull of myself that I d want to die before I step out into the outside world ...(something similar to what I felt in the morning..I had come to the parlour to ward off that feeling)...
but then she said she can rescue me...like an angel fight against all odds to make my hair so lovely that they would dance with out music...No shampoo will work..it will be their own treatment..full form the beginning of it to the end....
and why all this for me..but because i l pay them 1700 INR 5 times every month for one year and buy 5 bottles of different creams and masks and apply them everyday one after the other for the rest 25 times in the month....by that time I had started feeling sick..I had no special powers of endurance...
it was 12 when I came back with a decent bottle of shampoo from the nearby grocer...picked it on my way back to the real world..where you dont bother to step out with bad hair and if you do..you wont after and hour in the sun and heat....
Well..I think I got a strange feeling this morning...afterall...peculiarity thy name is.....
1 comment:
Well Hair mask to be precise....to get black smooth sheen..and if you dont believe the 1700 shit...let me tell you the actual amount was no less..
now when and who made them think that the lesser mortal who roams on the streets of Bombay was a fool to get into this ploy...
Maybe rich are foolosh if they run the business at these saloons...or as they call "Hair clinics"
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