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Little Moments Of Bliss is a silhouette of a feeling that resides in my heart. A software engineer by degree, a writer at heart, and a teacher by profession, I'm all that I never thought I would be. Pretty pictures,a poem that blatantly refuses to rhyme, a text from a deranged friend, a sudden gesture of love, its these little things in life, that matter and sprinkle bliss. Grace the couch and share a cuppa!

June 29, 2012

If Only Our Strands Could Talk.

Hair, as Beatles wore it,
Sparked a change with an unappaled ease;
A rendezvous with Hepburn's pixie,
Made men go weak in the knees.

From demure to daring,
Monroe's curls have seen it all;
Men drooled and men sighed,
Only if, it weren't such a beautiful sprawl.

Hair, I believe, have a mind of their own,
They twirl, they dance;
Not always prim, not always proper,
It can make you drown, into its serene expanse.

'You are the most beautiful creature on earth' -
her hair whispered in her ear, in a language only hair can speak

and Dove can comprehend.
It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though the sorrow would be made less by baldness ~ Cicero.

 Even while pepping up for a party, a differently done hairstyle can always add that dash of extra drama to your outfit. They say, beware of a woman's long hair, if she wounds the magic of her long locks around her man's neck, he might fall in irrevocable, consuming love with her that might never set him free.

Apart from endless hours of amusement and happy smiles, all Disney has ever showered upon young girls, is unrealistic expectations about hair. Little angels even dreamt of those blonde flowy curls wondering about how could someone's hair always stay in place. They would spend hours at stretch infront of the mirror, combing and adoring their mane. A great deal of my childhood was also tangled in Rapunzel's hair, until one fine day when I grew up and acknowledged the fact that life's no fairy tale and if anything at all, Cinderella wore a wig at all times.

Your hair can make all the difference between being present and being noticed, between being a plane jane and a sizzling diva. It isn't anymore about how you look or how you walk, even a 30 year old woman can walk into a room and turn heads if her gorgeous hair plan on it. Have you ever wondered how easy life would be if our strands could talk and discuss their problems ? It would save them from a lot of torture and pain that we put them through. Imagine how everything would automatically fall into place just because your hair could tell you that the new dandruff shampoo that you've been using isn't working for them, or a casual request to let them stay loose this sunday. Alas! It remains a beautiful fantasy residing inside my heart. Like every other girl, I too have a beautiful hair story and it made me believe in bringing back what once was mine.

As a little girl, I believed only in play. A thick, shiny ponytail bobbing to the tunes of my jumpy feet rested at the crown of my head and it never demanded any extra attention. I almost took it for granted, when one fine day, it gave up on my carelessness. Being the clumsy teenager that I was, I have never used too many styling products or have never put my hair through too much iron, but still my hair grew rougher and thinner by the day, and the rain gods also seemed pretty upset considering all the humidity they bestowed that was robbing my hair off its moisture and smoothness. It might have been college, or stress over an incomplete assignment, or our auto rides to the movies while bunking lectures, it started falling out on me. I cribbed, worried and blamed the exam tension for it, but who knew, it had nothing to do with it.

It did take me a while to realize that my hair had gotten bored of our monotonous relationship. They revolted back in split-ends. Like every other normal couple, they needed extra time, special care and pampering from me, which they weren't getting. Expensive salons, eager spa sessions, nothing seemed to be working. It was almost like my life was over and all of my hair would just leave me.

As soon as I realized this, I took care of my locks like a baby and that was the end of my hair problems. Dove Damage Therapy Range has been a blessing in disguise for me in testing times like these. Perhaps, on second thoughts, maybe our strands do talk, but only to Dove. Proper oil massages, moisture filling with Dove Damage Therapy Conditioner after every wash, protecting my hair from getting attacked by direct sunlight, these little tid bits made my hair smile a healthy curve. Sprouts, nuts, carrots, eggs, milk and greens are a regular part of my diet since then. I know my hair better than ever now. I rained moisture upon my hair making up for all the nourishment I had stripped off it. In my experience, those four words that shower health over your hair are 'A good hair stylist'. He should understand the needs of your hair and give you sound advice whenever the situation demands. Invest in one and you'll never regret your decision. Mine is DOVE.

No matter how upset your hair are, Dove's  magic wand knows the trick.
Collage Credits -  http://littlemomentsofbliss.blogspot.in/

It is often said that good times are valued only because of the bad times that we have suffered through, but what matters the most is the simple answer to the question, are we game enough to deal with the bad times ? Every girl witnesses bad hair days in her life, but not letting them get to the mind and looking for a reason as to why they're upset would be the key to this lock.

My mom has always had curly hair, although they lost their volume over the years as a result of post-pregnancy nightmares, but the bounce never left her side. And on the contrary my dad has the darkest and the most straight hair in my entire paternal family. Earlier I used to take it as a blessing that my hair have inherited their texture and color from dad but with each passing day, there is this growing urge to have soft curls inside of me. This little wish of mine is being discussed here because I want to proudly present the fact that I've not been stubborn and I've not played against what nature has already bestowed upon me. I go in for temporary hair styles every now and then but a permanent damage is way off my radar.

Dove, helped me in recognizing the true value of my hair, and I can never thank the little birdie enough for it. I pray to God for strength to those who are battling cancer. Holding a head without hair, high over your shoulders requires great will and strength. I salute them.

Bald is the new Beautiful.
I have had this picture in my laptop since forever.
Using it today for this write-up is giving me immense happiness.
If you too are writing for this contest, I request you to add this picture and help in spreading awareness.


My best wishes to all the participants.
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20 comments:

  1. No wonder how many Romeos have been created just by those mischievous locks of hair coyly bouncing around beautiful faces.
    Nice read.

    Cheers,
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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  2. Despite being a boy I do love my hair, and other people's hair actually for that matter. It's good you take care of your hair now :) I should take better care of mine really :(

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    1. Oh! I'm sure you take good care :)

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  3. You have written on a very interesting and sensitive subject.

    To begin with, here are couple of one liners on hair:

    - He has wavy hair ... It is waving goodbye!
    - Hair today, gone tomorrow!!

    Jokes apart, after our face it's the hair that takes up most time. We spend so much time attending to it. Hair keeps millions of people gainfully employed ... thanks to the human ego. We spend 1000s, maybe lakhs to keep our hair intact and in good condition.

    Running our hand through our hair implies so many things. People don't permit others touch their hair .. it's a very sensitive issue: who is permitted to touch and who isn't!!

    Our hair is our alter-ego. Losing hair is like losing face!

    Enjoyed the two poems and your hairangue ... no offense!!

    Keep writing!

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    1. A very very large part of our regime involves taking care of our hair, I'm glad being a man you understand that.

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  4. "Sometimes strictly parted on the side, sometimes seductively falling over one eye, sometimes tied up in a high ponytail, sometimes braided together into a french bun, your hair define your personality, they shout out who you are to the people. Pepping up for a party ? A differently done hairstyle can add that dash of extra drama to your outfit."

    Agree with you more than 100%, and you wrote beautiful poetic lines. All the best to you!

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  5. Well true.. as kids we get inspired by cartoons.. Beautifully you have put it across... All the best for your contest

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  6. I am in love with my hair all over again. Thanks to you. :-)

    And that braided flower look...wow!! I HAVE to try it out. :D

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    1. O yes! You seriously have to try that M :)
      Its beautiful :)

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  7. If only our hair could talk, mine would scream in angst against me. Grr. Unkempt, uncombed, not maintained.
    And everything about this post, right from the first picture till the last line. No comments on the video, because I will NEVER be able to do that my hair. :/
    Don't even talk about Hepburn and Monroe, hair or no hair, those women were such enigmatic legends. <3

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    1. haha :D Last time also you said something like this ;)
      You and your hair are really opposite sides of a pole :P

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  8. Great narration, loved the poetry part of the post a lot. All the best.

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  9. Ayushiiiiii... you are again surely winning this time! superb. And yeah.. this one inspired my write up.. though my story is dead real. But I still don't see it anywhere close to your post. I absolutely love your style of writing.

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