Dont know how it happened---------but Gundu at last

Everyone starts their story from some point of time…

       My story started with the decision we hav taken about our tirupathi trip.Before going to strat my story I’ll introduce  myself..I’m Deeksha resident of Vijayawada completed my B.tech in this year and also got placed in one of the MNCs..I felt very happy at that moment and all my friends want to go to tirupathi..So we all planned to go to that place in the month of june bcoz all were got placed in a company right then. As per the schedule we took the permission from our parents and all of us started to tirupathi….

       Oh till now I haven’t introduced my friends na…The people who have joined to tirupathi with  me are Rani, Priyanka, Seetha and Rajini. All of us have good length of hair. Almost all of us have hair below waist. We hav started our journey on june 9. We have plannd our journey in a train and so we have booked thetickets in advance. As the train started we met a girl named prathyusha who was of our age and she is also going to tirupathi but alone itself.She also completed graduation from a reputed college in Guntur.

       Slowly she became a good friend of mine and we both chatted for long hours and I didn’t remember when I have slept and in the morning we reached the foot hills of tirumala. As Prathyusha have didn’t plan so he didn’t book any room in advance so she came along with us and stayed with us itself. Later we make ourselves fresh up and took rest and we decided to take the darshan on next day…At night I and prathyu we went for a walk after our dinner and my friends have slept..

Meanwhile while we were talking she asked me a question.

Whether I was giving hair to the god. I said “Yes I’m going to give 3 cuts”

She said “I’m not asking abt three cuts deeksha…I’m asking about the full hair…”

Then I asked “R u talking abt a headshave?”.

She said yes I’m talking abtit only..

I said no one of us are going to shave our head.Why r u asking me like tha?”

Then she startled me with a smile on her face that she is going to hav her headshaved.

I couldn’t say a word for a moment and I came to the real world and asked why?

She said As I have got job and my life is almost settled so I hav a vow to be fulfilled which was taken by my mom after my 10^th class about my future.

      Hey sorry till now I didn’t say about prathyu na…..She is fair and slim of height 5.4 inches and have a long auburn hair with the curls at the end..She usually hav end trims in a parlour and never have a long cut b4…..But 2morow she is going to shave her head which is a drastic change frm hair to bald..

       I asked when she is going to have her headshave..She said tomorrow….and aferthat we went back to our room and fell asleep..In the morning at 5o’clock I heard some sound from the bathroom and I didn’t took it into consideration and just continued with my sleep and suddenly after half an hour I remembered the words of prathyu and woke up suddenly looked at her bed…She is not there..I went outside to look after her but she is nowhere else..After a few min some person entered into our room with a bald head…I was astonished at that moment because I cant recognize Prathyu in her new look…My friends all gazed at her newly shaven head….She is very very sexy in the new look and I asked her how she feels with the bald head..

       She said “ She is now very much comfortable with the new look and also she felt that a load has been removed from her head. I cant take off my hands frm her head…It’s simply superb and I asked her personally how she felt at the time of headshave…She said that she felt some sensation which we can’t explain any everyone have to get experienced to that…Form then in my mind I hav a thought of shaving my head but I didn’t have the courage to tak it…

       In the evening we all went for darshan and returned to our room in the night time..As I felt a very different  thought how I will be without hair and I went into the bathroom and took a towel and wrapped around my head by covering my hair…I felt I’m very different at the look…So I decided to shave my head tomorrow morning..So I have made a plan that I asked my friends abt my headshave..They all said ok but they wont join along with me so I called to my mother and said that My friend seetha is going to have her headsahve and so I too want to do it…Then imediatey my mom said ok it’s upto u baby….

      Then my mom called to seetha’s mom and said abt our headshave…Seetha’s mom called seetha and asked abt her head shave and she said no…then aunt said that deeksha is going to have gundu along with you So you also do it as I have a vow to be fulfilled by you from ur childhood…She argued and atlast she got convinced for that….

      We both along with ur friends entered into the mini kalyanakatta in the morning…there are less no. of people at that time and so we hav taken two tokens for gundu and entered into the hall and stand in a small queue infornt of a barber….My friend entered and removed her long hip length hair and poured water on it….then barber asked whether for 3 cuts or headshave she simply handled the token and sit infornt of her…Then barber was astonished at the length of the hair and asked her whether to shave loose hair or with knots…She said loose hair itself…

TO Be Continued.......Please say whether to continue or just stop it now itself.... Waiting for your reply.......

Tonsure With a Surprise--------Pragna

      Every one in my house very happy on the day when I got my results. I got 95% in my +2 and also good rank in eamcet. I'm also on cloud nine as because I get what I dreamt of from the past 2 years. The marks and the rank are the efforts of me since 2 years. 

Oh !!!!! Sorry sorry........Without saying about me I'm saying all about my happiness na..

      So I'm Pragna from Andhra Pradesh. As I have already mentioned that I got my results out and all my family members are very happy. My sister is also very happy because she also got 96% in her 10th class and she stood as the school topper. Ours is a happy family. So after getting our results at that night suddenly I slept at 9pm with the joyful mood. But suddenly in the middle of the night I got woke up because of a dream that I was standing in a line holding a small token and half blade in my hand. And then I got remember about my vow which I was taken when I went to tirupathi last time. When I completed my 10th class I went to tirupathi along with our famliy members and at that time only I made a vow that if I get good marks and good rank in eamcet I will offer my hip length hair to Lord Venkateswara.

     Then that morning I told my mom about vow that I have taken. And she said "Pragna thats a good thing baby. Anyway Daddy also made a plan to visit tirupati by this weekend.I only want to speak with both of you about our trip."

"Oh really mom.Thats a great news. Then when is our journey??" I asked.

      My mom said She has to talk with my dad and then she would say. My sister swarna doesn't know anything about the discussion happened between me and my mom. And as they are holidays she got up late so she was unaware of this discussion. In the evening while we are all at dinner my dad said about the weekend's trip. Swarna with a little surprise asked " Dad where are we going this weekend".

Dad replied "Is your mom or sister didn't say anything about our trip to tiruapthi??"

She said "No dad".

She asked both of us "Why didnt u inform me about our trip mom??"

My mom replied "In the morning we discussed and you are asleep chinni(my sister's nickname in home) at that time."

Swarna said "Ok dad So did u book the tickets??"

Dad Sai yes chinni all the things are done. And just we need to start??

Meanwhile my dad didnt know about the vow I made and mymom said about the vow to dad. Dad asked me "Pinky(My nickname) Do you wanna go for a bald head??"

I replied "Yes dad. And I said about my vow to dad". Swarna looked at me with a puzzled look. And she asked me "Are you really going to loose ur hip length hair akka??"

My mom said " Yes chinni. We have to make our vows to be done as Lord has made our wishes fulfilled. So we have to done it ma."

      She just stared at my mom and she continued to eat. My mom asked my dad about the whole family tonsure to be done this year. She said that she was waiting for our family tonsure as she made a vow that if both her daughters het good marks all the family will get tonsure. By this time swarna stopped eating and just she yelled "I dont want to do headshave" (Nenu Gundu geekinchukonu).

My mom said "hey chinni we dont have to say like that. That's for you only na. So this is the last time and please get your headshave."

But she argued with my mom and atlast dad interfered and stopped the discussion.

He said "Prameela (My mom name), Leave her for this time. She doesn't want to do na. So why r u forcing chinni to do a headshave??"

By this time Swarna ran into the bedroom with tears running down the face. 

My mom just glared at her and she just left that place and went into their bedroom. 

      Then next day morning chinni talk with mom and mom just said "As you wish ra kanna". Swarna was on cloud nine and she kept on teasing me that "Gundu......Gundu.....Gundu". As she was my only sweet sister I never get angry with her silly doings. I like her a lot. 

     Atlast the journey day come and all our family members left to the tiruapthi for our tonsure. We took a car and started on friday night and in the early morning by 6 am we reached the foot hills of tirumala tirupathi. As my mom want to climb the hills by walk. Dad asked the car driver to go to the hill top and just asked him to take some rest as all the night he was driving the car. We started climbing the footsteps after having some fresh up in the hall which is there for the pilgrims who go by walk to the tirumala. We started by 7am in the early morning and slowly we reached there by 12 in the noon time. 

      As dad made all the arrangements for our family to stay. We collected our room and just went and had our lunch in the nearby hotel. And we took a small nap in the afternoon and i just got wake up at 4pm in the evening. I saw myself in the mirror and so many things ran through my mind. I just thought myself without having my big asset on me. I felt very bad as a bald look on me. Till then I never thought of anything about hair or headshave or anything. But now so many things through my mind like How i'll be in bald head and how i have to face the people around me with my new look and how many years it will take for me for again this much of hair growth. I pitied my long thick black curly hair which made me special in my school and in my +2 also. Every one praised my long hair and loved it a lot. Even some of my friends played with my curly hair. But I'm not going have my such a beautiful hair from tomorow onwards. 

My mom also woke up and just asked me "What are you doing??""

I replied nothing mom just combing my hair. She then said "Ok go and have your head bath and then comb your hair for the last time.

      I asked mom when we r going to get our heads done. She said in an hour we are going to have our family tonsure. I surprised by the word family tonsure and I thought by mistake she spoke like that and I did head bath for the last time and combed it for 1/2 hour and my mom also did her head bath by the time and she didn't ask chinni to do head bath. She woke up dad and asked him to get ready for the tonsure. All of us have taken head bath except my sweet sister Swarna. 

      We went to the nearby mini kalyanakatta and mom said to all of us wait there and she stand in the line for the tonsure tokens. My mom returned with the tokens and half blades in her hand. She handed the dad's token to dad and she kept the remaining tokens with us only. We entered into the tonsuringhall where there are nearly 10 members who are busy in shaving the heads of the devotees. At first I was shocked to see the people who are having their heads tonsured and also so many people are waiting for their turns. We are assigned to the same barber as mom asked the person to allocate to the same barber. First my mom asked me to stood in the line where already 2 to 3 people are waiting for their turns. I was slowly watching the procedure how the barber was doing. I was really surprised to do the fast of barber shaving the heads. 

      Within minutes all the hair of all the people are laying down as deadless and making them a different look with no hair on their heads. I saw so many ladies and girls having their heads shearing by the barber. I felt a little bit relaxed by the sight of the people there and all my thoughts have gone through my mind. Atlast after waiting for 10 to 15 mins our turn came. My mom asked my sister to sit infront of the barber. She asked "Me for what mom??"

     My mom said for giving 3 cuts. She happily said Ok as she was not going to loose much of her hair. So she slowly removed the clip which she kept for the loosed hair. And my mom asked her to get her hair wet by the water that is in the bucket. She was surprised with that and asked mom "I'm not going to get headshave na..then why the hair should get wet?? "

Mom said "Chinni as you didnt took head bath we didnt have to give the hair without having head bath. So we need to wash our hair atleast with the hair so do what ever i said ok na??"

      She happily said Ok mom and asked me to pour water on her head. Meanwhile my mom gave the tokens to the barber. I saw three tokens and three blades in my moms hand while she was giving to the barber. And I didn't understand what was happening there and just I'm like a judge in the court. 

Chinni happily sit infront of the barber and the barber asked her to bend her head. He slowly placed her hand and placed the razor on her middle part and slowly scraped it.

Swarna was little surprised and she stopped the barber. And shouted at mom what is happeneing??

My mom slowly said " You are going to get headshave chinni so please go for it?"

      Chinni wanted to argue with mom but as there is no use of talking with as already the lost is happened because of the first pass made by the barber. She cried and without speaking a word she sat infront of the barber. She has waist length hair and she was very much proud of her hair. But from today she is not going to feel her long hair on her head. I was really surprised to see this. 

My mom came to me and said "As this is a vow we need to do it or it wont be good for our family members. That's why I was behaving like this. Dont think that your mom as a villion or something pinky."

I said "I can understand you mom".

     The barber slowly making passes on my sisters head and the white bald patches are made on her head and the long hair is slowly falling into her lap and lots of tears flowing from her eyes. Within minutes my sisters head was shaved and she got up and she left to the dad where he is getting his headshaved.

      Then my mom turn came and she loosened her below shoulder length braid and she wetted her hair with the water in the bucket. She sat infornt of the barber as a small child. Barber poured a mug of water on her head and massaged for 2 mins and made two knots and take the razor and changed the blade with which chinni was get shaved. He took the new blade which was given by mom before and inserted into it. And the mission was started by the barber on my mom's hair. He first made the pass towards front and slowly she shaved to the front of moms head. But she made first pass to chinni towards back. He slowly making passes and my moms hair was slowly reducing on the head and some of the hair strands are lying towardsthe sides of her head. 

Within 2 mins the two knots where on the ground in the middle of my mom and the barber. She got up and I cant recognized with the bald head and the bald head doesn't suits her.

      At last the swinging braid of mine is going to be shorned like a sheep by the barber. I took of my favorite hair clip as there is of use for me after 10 mins.I looked at the hair clip and I put my long and thick hair towards front and looked at it for the last time before tonsure. My mom asked me to pour some water and get my thick hair get wet. She helped me and went near to chinni to convince her. I was there infront of barber with my thick mane fully left to him. He asked me to bend my head down. As he was of 40 years age he asked me "Did your sister don't like headshave??""

I said "Yes she don't like to get her headshave and my mom without even knowing any of our family members get her headshave done. She felt very bad for that and she likes her hair very much."

With that barber thought for a moment and asked me whether you are willing for your tonsure or you also dont like to do it??

I smiled at him and said "I made a vow if I get good marks and good rank I will do hair offering to the Lord."

      Barber gave me a smile and he changed the blade in this time. And he asked me to bend my head and he reached the bucket and mug full of water and poured on my already wet hair. He made massage for nearly 5 mins as mine is thick mane. He also said that my hair is of very good and in a very healthy condition. And rarely people will like to loose this hair and you are really great to do this thing. I simply gave a smile. 

      Then the longly awaited moment of my life that's loosing my thick mane which was there for nearly 10 years with me. But I cant do anything now what I can do is to pray for th God. Barber made two knots as he did for my mom and placed the razor in the middle of my head and made the first pass on my lovely hair. A thrilling and vibrating sensation passed throughout my body with the first pass of the razor. Really I love that moment a lot. Without waiting the barber is making passes on my head. But after the first pass a cool breeze that passed on my bald spot which was made by the razor. It felt so thrilled for me of the air pass. I'm really enjoying each and every moment of my headshave. After 2 mins the back of my head is completely done and cool breeze is passing on it.

      Then he raised my head a little bit and started shaving on the left side of my head. The barber is very good with his work and not even a single scratch made on my head till then. And after the completion of my left side a large tuft of my thick, lovely, curly and lovely hair was on the ground like a dead snake. And after looking at that without my knowing tears flown out of my eyes. Then barber stopped by looking at it and asked what happened??

I said "Nothing nothing. You carry on with your work."

      He replied "Its just for God So need not worry. It will grow back dear." I consoled myself and I again went to my dream land where i was enjoying wach and every pass of the razor on the head.And after 7 mins of continuous effort from the barber my thick mane is lying on the floor. I just touched it for the last time and a lady came and collected all the lovely locks of our family and she just dropped in the Hair Hundi which was placed there..

       I got up and meanwhile my mom and dad consoled chinni and all three of them were waiting for my headshave done. And my mom paid the barber and we just moved out of that place to the room. After coming out from the kalyanakatta I touched my bald head for the first time. Its like an experience which we can't say in words. I was keep on touching till we went to the room. My sweet sister chinni also liked her bald head and she was even so cute with her bald head. We all took bath and went to sleep. While I was bathing I kept touching my smooth head for 10 mins and I saw myself in the mirror. I was astonished to look myself in bald head. It was the one of the best memorable experience that I couldn't forgot through out my lifetime. So dad booked tickets for darshan in the early morning next day. So we took rest that night and in the early morning we went for darshan as a bald family as my mom wished.

Hope you all enjoy it.

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Stubborn brother

My Stubborn Brother

      No one could easily figure out that Shilpa an Engineering graduate, from India could have such an erotic feeling about shaving her head. despite of  her orthodox family sentimental mother and yes her most terrific brother Sonu, who would always argue and fight;no one could easily identify her really, but her feel of shaving her head from the schooling tailed backed with her if she is in office or at home, she really felt and dreamed about it daily.

      It stuck up till one day, her father let out the real good matter. Her father was a business man  and he had got many rivals. On one such instant he was met with an accident that was fatal. When he recovered Shilpa's mother consulted their family Astrologist. He told that they had make a fulfillment to God where there was a vow of some offering with her son which has not been made so it was leading problems. 

     Her mother returned to home and asked if her husband had any vow undone. Shilpa's father told that he once made a vow to Tirupathi that he would offer Sonu's hair and he forgot it. Then my mother told that both the father and son would offer their hair at Tirupathi.

    When the family  talked about this Sonu jumped from floor to top. He did even listen his dad or mom's voice. He told blankly that he would not even come with them. His dad got angry and slapped him and ordered "You do this no more arguments...." and left to the shop. He cried to his mother and told that he didnt even like this.Mom told that "Sonu, there is nothing to worry about this, se after all it is a hair it will grow in no time, even I am going to shave my head see go do something"

     That Evening Shilpa came from office and listened to the whole story from her mom. "Is it true mom? Sonu is going to be shave, how did he accepted? so mom told that story too. Shipla with out letting her interest asked her mom "Mommy should I also have to shave my head?" "No Shilpa only Dad me and Sonu are going too, infact we ladies are not suppposed to do it but I vowed like that so I am doing for our dad" Shilpa was dissapointed but she made a quick plan.

She went to Sonu and mocked him" Poor kid are going to shave your head?" "

Get Lost you donkey or else I will really make you weep..

Hey you you cant make any thing; you know some thing I am saved by mom; she is not willing to get me headshave; so you will get the egg head and started to run he chased her and jumped on her and beated a lot; he vigourously got hold of her locks of hair and angrily replied"I sway that you will get egg head too"

    Ten day after All her family were at Tirupati at Andra Pradesh India, At 10 in the morning they went to the head shaving centre

      His dad got the tickets for the process; Shilpa and his brother were sitting in the room, Shilpa like the other days mocked him and he was red with anger; When his father came in he shouted "I wont do this" His dad got irated, he angrily argued with Sonnu.

      At one point Sonu let Shilpa also get tonsured If she agrees then I would  surely get a head shave.Both Mom and Dad got stuck up. They saw Shilpa with a question; Shilpa who was waiting for this situation instantly replied I agree;no one expected she would reply like that, Sonu ofcourse didnt even expectedthis He planned if Shilpa didnt not accept he could also escape, now he got no ohter go than going to the tonsure bay. 

      All the family now are ready to get tonsure, It is  First Shilpa's mother went to the barber,she wore the saree and sat with her heavy locks of hair; the barber untied her knots in hair and showered water and massaged continously for  5 minutes. He then poured some extra water and made her soaked with water; loaded the straight razor with a new blade mom chanted something andshe bowed her head; he again adjusted her hair and holded her head with one hand and made a razor move on it. A heavy lock of  hair fell on her lap. Slowly one after the other locks fell down. Now she looked like an old man with bald head. Shilpa was interestingly watching this as she is going to get next. Now the barber asked to turn around ans sit, mom did like that and he again started to shave her back side of the head and the side burn and her hairs around her ears. Now again he repeated the same process all her head and removed the stubbles. Now really she got bald and looked younger than before. She smiled at Shilpa, mean while Father and son were sitting at opposite to Shilpa's mother. Sonu unwillingly sat in front of the barber. He cried but the barber started the work and within ten minutes Sonu got the real 'egg head'. after him Sonu's father also got  neatly shaved.

      Now it is Shilpa's turn She was excited and a bit nervous when she was sitting on the wooden planket. The barber was young and smiled at her. She smiled and asked him "what I should do?" "

     Just let your hair loose and bow your head I will do the next..." he replied. Shilpa got a really good hair up to her waist her thick mane and it is brown color She loosen her hair and it fell like a waterfall. The Barber asked her should I cut or shave it directly? I could not shave as such...Shilpa replied to cut it shortly and shave it. Then barber then took a manual clipper and told Shilpa "Amma you are the first girl to be cut with this machine, saying so he holded a thick mane and started to run the clippers. It was like pulling her roots from head but she liked it. soon all her side way hairs were sheared. Now she felt like cool breeze going inside her head.. Next he started the same method like he has done to her mom. When the barber massaged her head, her nipples became tight  and erect. Now the same thing happened le reloaded the blade and bowed her head. Now he started to scratch a big patch from the the forehead and started to shave from the crown. She felt cool air on her top. and he repeteadly made the same process. Shilpa was asked to sit in sideways. Now he bended her ears and removed off the stray hair.  And said " It is finished...". Shilpa dusted the remaining hairs from her dress. Sonu laughed at her "See! I have won the bet I made you to get an egg-head" "Really?" Shilpa rubbed her hand on her head.At last her erotic feeling has been satisfied easily.  No one in her family know how much she planned and completed with her permission of her dad and mom. They went to the temple and had a wonderful 'Darshan" of God Balaji. Shilpa prayed" God,let me to shave in future also please and the next time it should be as easily as possible. If it is I will also make Sonu to shave his head again..."

The End

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A young wife in another country...........Shobha

      I am a twenty three year old girl from the state of Kerala in South India.  A rural village near Palghat is my birth place.  I lived there with my parents till I was nineteen.  At that time, my parents who are native Brahmins married me to a school teacher.  His name is Dilip and he is from Coimbatore.  My father is a respected landlord in our village and our marriage was an arranged one.  Our house was very conservative and nobody ever talked about sex.  Dilip taught biology in a girl’s convent in Coimbatore.  He liked my beautiful face and long black hair, and agreed to his parents’ proposal.  I was studying for B.A in Music in a college in Palghat when our marriage took place.  I was taking bus to the college.  I was one of the best looking and homely girls in my college.  Our wedding was according to the Brahmin tradition filled with elaborate rituals. 

     Few weeks after marriage, my husband took me to his workplace for settling down in his home.  My father had given a large sum of cash, refrigerator, and color TV as dowry.  Dilip’s was a large family including his father, mother, one elder brother, and three younger sisters.  His parents who were also people of our caste were very conservative in sexual matters.  Girls in their home, including me, never came to the front of the house or wore make up.  Dilip and I seldom spent time together.  Our married life was a low key one. 

     Two years after our marriage, Dilip saw an advertisement in the Sunday job section of the English newspaper, Hindu, for biology teachers in a school district in America.  He did not have much hope of getting selected when he mailed a resume to the post box given in the advertisement.  The advertisement was given by a recruitment agency in Coimbatore on behalf of a school district near Washington who was very much in need of biology teachers.  Dilip was surprised when the Human Resources Manager who interviewed him gave a hefty contract on the spot.  In July of that year, my husband flew to the U.S leaving me behind.  We did not have much contact during that year. 

      Next year, I also joined him in America.  We were living in a luxury apartment in Annapolis in the suburbs of Washington.  Before my arrival, my husband had purchased sexy clothes like miniskirts and sleeveless tops from an outlet of Fredericks of Hollywood, for me. I was some what thrilled to go to bed with Dilip in them.  

One Saturday, while relaxing on the living room sofa after breakfast, Dilip said that I would look more beautiful in short hair.  He took me to a beauty salon run by two white ladies in their thirties.  It was the first time in my life I was entering a hair salon. I felt very shy and nervous. Back home in India, society is so orthodox that boys and girls have separate sections in college.  

      The hairstylists were wearing black aprons. The salon was part of a town house owned by one of them.  The elder hairstylist was cutting the hair of a teenage girl.  Dilip told the younger of the two stylists to shorten my hair.  She took me to the shampoo chair and wetted my hair with warm water and shampooed.  Then she took me to the chair and started cutting my long hair.  While doing this, she tried to talk to me, but my shyness kept me quiet.  By the time my hair was shortened to the neck, Dilip was turned on.  He asked the stylist to shorten it again.  The stylist obliged and reduced it to four inches.  Then he asked her to shape my side burns and back with a trimmer.  I looked very different by the time I left the salon.  

      I avoided seeing other young men from India in grocery store and other public places for a few weeks. Slowly my hair started to grow and cover my ears.  Dilip sent some photos of me in short hair to my mother.  She did not show them to any one else due to embarrassment.  But I started liking me more with a new look.

Headshave in men's saloon by Sarenya

      Now let me explain you my experience about my GUNDU. As it was my last day with my hair, i gave it a wash once in morning and also gave a hot oil massage in the evening. Once it was dry, I wore a nice saree and went to a nearest photoshop and took photo - both passport size and post card size with my hair on my front. After that i had to attend my fren´ s sister marriage reception for which all my frens came. So i attended it and told my frens that i´ m going to shave my head tonight. They just laughed and didn´ t believe me. TWO OF MY FRENS HAD A BET WITH ME THAT THEY WOULD ALSO SHAVE THEIR HEAD IF I SHAVE MINE. I invited all my frens for lunch tomorrow, so that they would be astonished to see my Shining Gundu. As it was nearing 9, i bid adieu from them as my barber asked me to visit his saloon(I spoke to barber previously to come to my home and shave, as i have hair upto my thighs he asked me to come to saloon at night before closing). I thought of changing my dress before shaving, but as time wasn´ t there, I went in saree itself.

     I reached there by 9.10pm. He was eagerly waiting for me. As he saw me in saree he dropped his jaw and asked me whether have i come for headshave really. I replied yes in a slight tone as i got tensed once i entered the saloon. Then he pulled down the screen on the glass door so that no one sees that i´ m doing head shave in men´ s saloon.

      Then he asked me to sit in the rolling chair comfortably. I asked him whether do i need to untie my plaited hair. He smilingly said no, by filling water in the sprayer. Later he brought a black lengthy cloth and tied it on my neck covering my clothes and body.

      By 9.15pm, he untied my plaited hair and combed it for 5mins with hair brush. Then he came back and sneaked his fingers into my scalp and massaged in a rolling manner for few mins. Then he took the sprayer and sprayed water on my front side of hair above my forehead. Later he sprayed on the right side and left side by taking sprayer iinside my hairs and atlast finished it at the back. he sprayed for more than 2mins and quickly sprayed almost half litre of water.

      Then again he started dabbing my head with his hand and massaged my head. I was really excited to experience this. I was smiling and he asked me why - I said i liked this style of massaging. Then he took hairbrush and brushed the hair from front to back. he didnt make partition of hair and didn´ t put a knot in the hair. then he made a hair bun on my head and sprayed some more water on the hairbun. When i asked him why, he said that it would be irritating for you if the hair is not softened before shaving. Then he took a new razor and fixed a new blade in it.

      The moment he took the razor in his hand. there was some sadness as i am going to loose my lengthy hair and there was some eagerness to feel the experience of GUNDU. By 9.30pm, He untied the bun and turned the chair so that i dont see the mirror. Then he kept the razor on my forehead and asked me to close my eyes if i´ m afraid or frightened. I said no in a loud voice. Immediately he started to scrap the razor from front of my head to back. then he shifted on to the right and left side by side. I was really sad cum excited when long hair fell on the cloth. Everytime the razor scraped my head i liked that scrapping sound. i felt that my head was kept inside a freezer of the fridge as i felt very chill while shaving. Soon i felt some weight has been reduced from my head. by 9.40pm, i thought everything got over. Then he rubbed his hand on my head and i asked him whether is it over. he said no. Then he took shaving gel(some kind of stuff from GILLETTE) and applied it on my scalp. Then he changed the blade and now he scraped it in the opposite direction(from back to front). Later he completed by scrapping it on my cheeks on the face. Then he took the cloth that was tied to my neck and rubbed my GUNDU and face with a towel. Now he rolled the chair so that i could see my new GUNDU face. I was really flabbergasted to see my new face and i really liked it. As i was wearing saree, i really liked it to pose bald head in saree. Then after paying him, i came home. He asked me to cover my GUNDU with saree´ s pallu.

      Fortunately no one saw me as the streets were empty by 9.55pm, so i didnt cover my GUNDU with saree´ s pallu. I enjoyed the chill air that passed my head. My mum saw and she hugged me saying that i looked pretty in saree with head shave. She asked me to go to coll in sarees till hair grows for 2inches. I said YES happily. For my excitement, she said that the barber would come and shave me once in 3 days for the next 10 days and also asked me to shave it to SUPER SMOOTH SHINING again on the previous day of coll reopening.

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Maggy's Experience

Hii frnds

      I am meghana.I am doing my btech 3rd year.i have an elder sister comleted her btech & doing her mba 1st year right now.i want to share my experience of head shave.my parents had a vow regarding our admissions into the college.but could not fullfill it till date due to various reasons.we have got our tickets booked to tirupati.but neither my sister nor my self dont have any idea of the vow.my parents told us abt the vow the day before we were leaving to tirupati.We were shocked & left with no words for a moment.we both said we are not going to tonsure for any reason.but our parents scolded us that u shud not say like that when u r offering to god & u both will be tonsured even if u agree or not.we both cried for sometime but was left ntg to do.i have hair till below my waist with bangs infront.my sister have thigh length hair.

      We finally reached tirumala along with 2 other cousins my uncle & aunt.we 8 got entry into the cottage.my mom asked to take head bath before shave we took it for last time with hair.all 8 of us reached kalyanakatta.but my mom my aunt & 2 of my cousin sisters were there only for 3 scissors.They are not shaving their hair.my cousins have their hairs till their mid backs. I and my sister used to tease them that we have lengthy hair than them.but now the scene is going to reverse.my father & uncle went and brought 8 tickets,4 for headshave 4 for 3 scissors.First my mom aunt & cousins got 3 scissors at kalyanakatta.then my uncle & dad got their gundu's done its our turn.My father said first elder person should do it.So I was a bit relaxed as 1st it was my sister's turn.

      She sat in front of the barber.barber asked whether 3scissors or gundu.my sister turned back towards my father trying to request him again.meanswhile my father said do gundu to the barber & handed over the blade to him.my sister's hair was thick silky straight hair.she closed her eyes tightly, the barber rinsed her hair throughly with combed it & partitioned it into 2 parts she asked my sister to say govinda.then she open her eyes & raised her to see wat was happening the barber chjanged the blade & bent her haid started shaving her head from fron to back.she started to weap.her left part was clean within few minutes and a bun of hair fell on her left lap.similarly on the right side.after the shave was complete he again put on some water & did it once again all through.her black hairy head turned into white bald head.its my turn now isat bfore him he wetted my head althrough he partitioned my hair into 2 parts and tied it on the both sides.

      The real problem is with by bangs which i got with a great love a week before.although he partitioned my bangs fell on my forehead.so the 1st thing i am going to loose were my bangs.he bent me & started shaving my bangs which were almost from my centre top of my head to my eye brows.my bangs slowly strted falling into my laps & my hands were cathching those bangs & my eyes were flowing with water.after the bangs he slowly shaved al my head.my cousins started teasing me & my sister by calling gundu & also saying that they will have long hair for years than us.after that we reached cottage & got bath.then my father took us out & g0ot sandalwood applied on our heads which turned our white bald heads turn yellow.then he asked us to get panga namas(the 3 lines on foreheads.after tht we all got darshan.me & my sister were planning to buy a cap or scarf to cover it but my dad said no & he said that if u leave it uncovered & expose it to air it will grow faster.we have ntg to argue with him bcoz he is strict with his decisions.

      The next we reached back to vja and the real fear was to face my frnds & class mates at the colg.i covered it with my duppata & entered the class room they all were shocked as they all used to like my long hair.my frnds pulled out duppata from the head and started putting their hands on my bald head started crawling their hands which made me feel embrassed.this all hapened in jan of this year.i now have small hair which or runing abt my ears a bit and like a boy cut on the top.2day me & my sister were asked to get a haircut by my father.he took us both to his salon.me & my sister never got haircuts at salon we always got them at parlours.my father took care that there were no male customers to the salon by the time we went.the barber asked my father wat to do he replied that give the girls a buzz cut with the hairs above the ears shaved smooth.we were shocked & asked why.my father replied if u cut ur hair once after headshave it will go fast & also as it was summer that was abt to enter.he said that as u both were having xams in the comming 2 months short hair help u feel comfortable & also lessen ur haircare activities time so that u can concentrate more on ur studies.the barber took the clippers and ran it al over which trimmed all my head.then he inserted his balde into the razor & shaved smoothly the upper parts of my ears in a round way all over fromm above the ear to above the nape in the back like a army cut.my sister also got similar cut.

Cut my Hair by Navin

      Priya and I have been married for three years and we have been enjoying every second of our married life. I am working in a bank and she teaches English in a reputed school. I like Priya for her positive attitude, helping nature and sense of humour. But when I fell in her love at first shght, I didn't know any of these qualities. It was her long and raven hair that attracted me much. I am a great hair enthusiast and naturally her gorgeous hair attracted me. I first saw her in one of my cousin's marriage. After some time I proposed her and she also agreed to marry me. Thus we married in December,2003.

      I brush her silky hair whenever I get an opportunity. I asked her to cut it short for some time as she would look more beautiful with a short hair style. But she is against cutting her hair short. Her thick plait swings on her butts and she enjoys the touch of her plait on her butts. But once in six months she allows me to trim split ends. Even then I can cut ony less than one inch.

      But one year back Priya found one bitter fact about her hair. Some grey strands appeared here and there in her thick tresses. It caused great worry to her. She sought my advice. What can I tell? The only solution for this problem is dying it black. So I suggested her to apply hair dye. But how? She doesn't like visiting a beauty parlour. So I took up the project of her hair dying.
I bought Godrej hair dye and a brush to dye. On 10th of Jaunary,2006 I dyed her hair black for the first time. Since then I have to take up that project once in a month. So her problem is solved and she stopped worrying about her grey hair.

      One day she returned from her school with a red face. She was very angry with me. For the first time I saw her in such a mood. I asked the reason for her anger. She didn't talk for some time and then revealed the cause. Her colleague in the school noticed that Priya is dying her hair and the colour of her hair is not natural. It was the reason for her bad mood. I could not say any thing. After all what can I do? I tried my level best to cover all her grey strands. But her hair is very long and it is not easy for me to touch each and every strand. I am not a professional hairdresser. I told her the same.But she was not convinced with my explanation. A week passed heavily. During those week days Priya could not behave with me normally. But after some time she realised her mistake. She apoloziged me and requested me to get a solution for this. 

      We consulted a hairdresser who is one of our bank's customer. She also said that there is no permanat solution except dying at regular intervals. But she advised to maintain short length hair so that it would become easier to dye thoroughly. Priya could not digest that suggestion. We returned home with heavy hearts. Two months passed. I dyed her hair twice in these two months. But she is not satisfied with my performance.

She thought very deeply and decided to cut hair short. On a fine morning she expressed her decision. I was shocked to listen to her decision. I asked her if she was sure about it. But she very firm in her decision. She said that she took that extreme decision after a profound thinking. She also asked me to cut it short. She is not willing to visit a salon for this purpose. I told her that her friends may not appreciate her hair if cut it short all of sudden. So I suggested her to go for a short style in four or five phases. She accepted my suggestion. So I decided to cut her hair in a phased manner.

      I bought a cute pair of scissors, a hair brush and a water sprinkler used in salons. It was second Saturday in August. She had no school. I returned from bank in the afternoon. Priya shampood her hair in the morning. When I entered home I saw her sitting on sofa with her long hair spreading on her back. We had our lunch at 1 o' clock. Priya asked me to go for the first cut on that day. She led me to our bedroom and stood before the dressing table. I removed the hair band from her hair. I brushed it thoroughly to clear tangles. Then I sprinkled water to make it damp. I brushed it again. Then I took the scissors in my right hand. I held the end of her hair in my left hand and cut six inches of her silky hair. I brushed it . It was equal at the bottom. She sighed and braided it. After fifteen day or so I cut another six inches of her hair. Like that I cut it four times in three months. It was just below her shoulders.

      Then we decided to go for a final cut. I proposed bobbed cut. Priya readily agreed. On 15th December I did it. It was 8 p.m. After having our dinner we sat for the last go. She sat on a stool before the dressing table. I brushed her hair and took the scissors. Carefully I started cutting her hair from her left side. I manoeuvred the scissors slowly to reach the other side. But I didn't cut very short. It was just above her shoulders. Priya is very happy with her new hair style.

My haircut by Kalpana

     Hi all. I am Kalpana. By profession I am a working woman in Kolkata. I used to work as babysitter and household maid in different houses full time to earn my living. Now things have changed and I am now working in a self help group selling our own products door to door. Thanks to the Left Front government who helped me out in forming this self help group.

      I had long hair upto my buttocks.I am going to narrate the things what happened when I was working in Mr Das's house. I was very fond of my hair and used to spent a lot of time in caring my long hair. In a week I used to do shampoo twice and rest of the days used to apply oil in my hair. I am fond of my hair from my school days . I was born in a Bengali family which lived in sub human conditions in shanties. Our family was a victim of partition of Bengal in 1947. I was able to attend school up to class eight. As a Bengali girl I had the fascination of keeping my hair long. My mother used to take care of my hair. She used to trim my hair once a year.

     From then only my hair became very long and all my neighbors used to praise me about my hair. I used to be very proud over my possession. Aunties from the shanties used to touch my hair in affection and sometimes made it a braid with it. I loved the small girls who used to come to me and play with my hair. It was in class eight. One day I went to a neighbors’ hut to get some sugar. When I entered her hut I saw a scene which I will never forget. I saw the aunty is sitting on a stool with a bowl of water kept beside. I heard the Crunching sound of scissors. A barber was sitting behind her. I went behind her and sat beside the barber to see her haircut. The barber put a white cape around her. Then he took some water from the bowl and sprinkled her over her head. The barber then started brushing her hair with his fingers and gave her a head message with water. That auntie’s whole hair became wet and she sat speechless. The barber took full control of her hair and started combing it. After this he took out a scissor and again started making that sound of scissors. He then bent her head little down, held some amount her hair with the comb and then snip snip. A big chunk of hair fell into the ground and on her white cape. The same thing continued for 15 minutes until her hair was perfectly trimmed. The barber then opened the cape and again brushed her hair. She then got up and paid the barber. She then said to me "How is my haircut? I am having problem of dandruff. I was told by doctor not to keep my hair long. So I cut it." She then swept the big chunk of black hair into some packet and said "I will throw them in the Ganges. May be Gang Devi can cure my dandruff problem." I returned back with the sugar but had the scenes in my mind.

      That very night I had a dream. In the dream I saw myself in the position of that aunty and a barber cutting my hair. I woke up in fear and realized that it had a permanent impact on me. Some days later my friend Nibha came to my house. I had applied shampoo in my hair and kept the hair open. In a playful mood she came behind me and said "Wow!! Lovely long hair! Please let me smell it". Even I have never smelled my lovely hair. Before I can object I felt her nose going through my hair. First I had an ackward feeling but after 2 minutes I had a different feeling. As her nose touched my nape I was feeling some attraction towards her. She smelled my hair right from top to my buttocks where the split ends were. She then put my hair in a bun and started smelling the bun. I could feel her breathing near my nape. I liked it very much.

     After having this experience I used to smell my own hair. But couldn't bring that feeling I had with Nibha.5 years after that incident I joined Mr. Das's house. They were a family of three. They had a son 14 years old studying in class nine. Mr. and Mrs. Das used to go out in the morning for their office and I used to make food for that boy and send him to school. Rest I had ample time to take care of my hair. I used to put my hair in a bun in the daytime and in the evening I used to put it in a braid. I was proud of my hair that was thick and kissing my buttocks. It was on Rathyatra that the boy had a holiday in school. As usual Mr and Mrs Das went for office.

      In just sat for watching TV when the boy came and sat beside me. I held the boy in my arms in affection. The boy said "Kalpana di. I want to play with your hair." I said "You are a grown up boy now. Why will you play with someone's hair?". In reply he said "I have dreamt of playing with your hair for a long time. Please let me do so." I couldn't say no as I cared about him very much. He was affectionate to me. I agreed. He went behind me and opened my bun. Started pulling my hair and his fingers ran all over my hair. Suddenly I felt his nose on my head. I had the same feeling that I had with Nibha. I looked behind and saw a smile of satisfaction in him. I just touched his cheek with my hand in acknowledgement. He again started smelling my hair. ohhh! What a feeling I was having. It turned me on. He asked "Don't you cut your hair?" I replied "Aaaaaaa !!!! I do. But I haven't cut it for a year. My mother trims it very well." The boy said "I can cut your hair." I just loughed at it but the boy seem to be serious and he started pleading to let him cut my hair. Finally I agreed. The boy laid some newspaper on ground. I was standing before a mirror with my hair open. He asked me to put it in a bun and I did so. He put a red comb on my hair and pushed the scissor on my bun. It was looking like an ornament and I was amazed to see it. The boy then took me and made me sit on the news papers. He then brought a bowl of water. I remembered the scene of barber cutting hair of that women. The dream I had was becoming true. He sprinkled some water on my head and started messaging my head. Oh my God! It was turning me on.I could barely resist myself. He then started combing my hair and at times smelling it. I could visualize it in my own eyes as I have seen one. The boy said "Every time I cut your hair, you have to encourage me". I agreed. Then I heard the sound of scissors "Crank Crank". He bent my head a little down and I heard the sound of snipping scissors. I realised what happened. I looked back to see a black mass of hair on newspapers. The very scene of it made me more excited and I kissed the boy's head. He again combed my hair and again snipped a few inches until the bottom of my hair was in shape. He took me to a mirror and showed me the hair behind. I was astonished at his skills. But I decided to cut a litle shorter. I again sat on the news papers and he started cutting my hair. He combed it nicely and sometimes smelled my wet hair. I was sitting like a slave infront of him with my head down. I encouraged him whatever he wanted to do with my hair. After an hour my long hair became mid waist length. He decided not to cut anymore. I then got up and swept the huge mass of black hair into one place. I looked at it for a few minutes when the boy came and hold me in his arms and said " Kalpana di!!!those are all gone. I will store it for my memory. You again grow your hair. I will cut it. I have become a haircut fetish."

A wrong Party Bet by Chintu

      It was a Saturday. Ashim was at home and helping his wife Radha with the preparations for the get-together that they had organized that evening. A few of the close friends of the couple and some of Ashim’s office colleagues were invited to the party. Radha had decided to prepare her favourite dish. Along with this and other food, there will be plenty to drink.

      Radha and Ashim had been married for about 3 years now. Ashim was tall and well built and was working in a Management Consultancy firm after completing his MBA. Radha was his MBA classmate. She had worked for about a year since completing MBA but had given up work since marriage preferring to enjoy the married life instead. She was lithesome and athletic but surprisingly having long hair which came down to touch her waist. Ashim loved her hair and would often ask her to keep them open so that he can play around with them. Radha’s hair were not only long but smooth, thick and straight. She never cut her hair cut in a parlour though Ashim would periodically give her a trim. She usually tied her hair in a plait though occasionally she would tie them up in a high ponytail especially for parties etc. Otherwise, while busy with housework, she would tie them up in a rough knot high above her neck so that she does not feel hot. She looked quite attractive with her hair on the top. It also freed up her long neck which complimented her long and slim body. She had also had a good complexion which was a bonus.

      Many of Ashim’s friends were jealous of Ashim as he had Radha as a wife. Given an opportunity, few of his friends would cut of Radha’s hair as a revenge. One of his friend, Jack especially felt that way quite strongly. He was waiting for an opportunity where in he could lay his hands on Radha’s hair. That opportunity was to come very soon.

      The day went by and then came evening. The party was organized on the terrace of Ashim’s bungalow. Ashim and Radha were ready and dressed up for the occasion. Radha had worn a black midi with her hair washed and tied up in a high pony tail which swayed as Radha moved her face. The hair were thick so did not move with the wind but did sway when she moved her face and that presented a beautiful sight. Even in her high ponytail, her hair reached down to her waist. Without the pony, it would reach down to her butt.

      Slowly, their friends started trickling in. They started coming in groups. Jack was also invited. Drinks started flowing and with it the bizarre talk and the usual bets and dares. Ashim had also joined the drinking party. Jack sensed his opportunity. He started talking to Ashim. They discussed sports, politics, weather etc. They also discussed the Indian cricket history. They were discussing the career of Sunil Gavaskar and his centuries. Ashim mentioned that Gavaskar surpassed Don Bradman with a century at Calcutta. Others including Jack mentioned that it was not at Calcutta but at Ahmedabad that Gavaskar surpassed Bradman. The argument went on and on. Each one presenting his own facts around the issue. The alcohol in the blood was adding to the fun. Finally it came to a bet. Jack and Ashim were the two parties involved. Ashim said if he won, he would ask Jack to sing a song while if he lost, he would agree to whatever Jack said. Ashim was so confident that he did not realize what he was getting into. Ashim had a records book at his home. They both went down and got the record book. One of Ashim’s friend opened the book and as it turned out, Jack had won. The century was actually scored at Ahmedabad. Jack was delighted. He did not want to waste any time. He asked Ashim to call Radha. Ashim was a bit shocked as to why Jack wanted Radha. Soon Radha came along and stood there in the middle of the men. Jack then announced his intention. He addressed the crowd at the party and said “Ladies and Gentlemen: Myself and Ashim had entered into a bet today regarding cricketing history. As it turned out, I won. As promised by Ashim, he would be ready to do whatever I tell him. We all know that his wife Radha has beautiful hair and Ashim loves them. I would now request Ashim to cut off her beautiful hair” There was a stunned silence from everyone. People could not believe their ears. Ashim was shocked. Radha was more shocked.

      But this did not deter Jack. He brought up one chair and placed it in the centre of the crowd. Then he went up to Radha and pulled her hand. Radha was still in the shock and she just followed him. She sat on the chair looking down. As she sat, her ponytail was hanging down from the chair with the jet black hair contrasting against the white cloth of the chair. She could not look up and continued to look down. This exited Jack. He pulled off the cloth from one of the chairs and used that as a cape. He went round Radha and draped her in the white cloth, inserting the cloth around her neck as a professional barber would. Radha looked pretty with flowing white cloth around her and her pretty long black hair hanging there. Her hands were all tied up because of the cape. Jack then started ordering Ashim. He ordered Ashim to open her hair. Ashim was in a daze. He could not believe this was happening and just followed the orders of Jack. He stood behind his wife and reached for the scrunchy which held his wife’s beautiful hair on the top. With one stroke, he pulled the scrunchy out of her hair. Radha’s hair came rolling down all over her back and also in the front covering her face partly. She could not stand so many eyes looking at her with her hair all over her body and face. She continued to look down with her hair enveloping her. Jack was quite excited. He went and fetched a sprayer from Ashim’s garden. He wanted to drench Radha’s hair before cutting them. This time he stood behind Radha and with one hand held the sprayer while with the other started moving Radha’s hair. He moved the hair from one side to the other and continued spraying water on her hair. He started on the top and moved down to her waist. Radha looked very inviting after being drenched in the water. Her hair were now dripping and shining because of the water. The water was also seeping through the cloth and into her sleeveless black dress. She was feeling the cold especially since the weather was also cool due to the evening chill. She started shivering a bit which Jack was quick to catch. He put the sprayer down. With his strong hands, caught Radha by her shoulders. Radha, for some strange reason, felt excited due to the touch of strong hands on her body. But as she felt it was Jack, it made her turn red with shyness. Ashim was still in a daze not knowing what to say or do. Even the sight of someone playing with his wife could not jerk him into action. The guests were also getting excited seeing this pretty picture of their hostess being made ready for getting shorn of her beautiful tresses.

      Someone in the crowd suggested that the hair be cut in a phased manner so as to have each haircut. The person making the suggestion was Salim. He was a hairdresser though not a professional but was passionate about hair. He stepped out of the crowd. He was also carrying a pair of scissors. Jack handed over the baton to Salim. Salim pulled out a comb as well and started combing Radha’s wet hair. He was carrying the all the accessories of a hair dresser. He announced that first he would demonstrate step cut hair. With that he pulled up Radha’s hair around the top of her head and bundled them into small buns and secured them with the large hairdresser clips. That left the lower part of her hair hanging down. He made precision cuts, then opened the next two buns from each side and made bigger cuts and so on. He took out a hair dryer and blow dried Radha’s hair. With her beautiful quality hair, the step cut looked beautiful. Salim then announced that he would now give Radha a blunt cut. But first he photographed the beautiful Radha and her step cut. Radha was looking stunning in her long layered cut.

     Salim again took up the sprayer and completely drenched Radha. He used his hand and lowered her head further. He took the scissor and the comb and went berserk. He was cutting away at Radha’s beautiful tresses. Her white cape was all covered in bits of hair. It was a pity that all her long tresses were being shorn. He kept on cutting for about 10 minutes. Finally took up the dryer and styled her hair into a very intense blunt cut with side parting. The cut was quite short barely covering her neck but was very intense i.e the blunting was very strong. There were bangs on the side which sat very well because of the quality of her hair. Salim used his hands to massage her neck. Salim again photographed Radha in her blunt cut.

      Then came the final blow which no one expected. Out came the clippers from Salim’s bag. He plugged it into the only available socket on the terrace not expecting it to work. But as soon as he put it on, it came to life. It startled Radha as well who looked up for the first time during the last 30 minute ordeal. She turned her neck around and saw the clippers in Salim’s hand. The look on her face was one of dejection and acceptance. Salim delayed the inevitable. He took up a comb and used it to filter her hair. He started with the bangs and put the clipper on the comb to snap up only the part of her hair. Bits of hair flew all over and were not scattering on the terrace. Her cape was also full of hair, short and long. Salim played around with her hair for a while and then put down the comb. He slammed the clipper into the back of her neck. She was least expecting this and gasped. Salim put his hand on her shoulder to hold her. He then put his strong hand on her head and bent it so that her chin was into her chest. He mercilessly clippered her from all sides. That done. He pulled out a shaving foam can. Her head was covered with foam. He took out a razor and cleaned off the stuble from her head.

      She looked beautiful with a bald pate. Jack took off the cap and there she was sitting in her black midi with a bald pate.

      Ashim woke up with a shock. He was sobbing. Radha just came into the room and saw Ashim sobbing. He told her about his nightmare. He was so relieved that it was a dream. He had went off to sleep in the afternoon. The party was in the evening. Radha consoled him. Her long hair covering his face. The first thing that Ashim did was make a phone call. He called up Jack and said “Sorry Jack, today’s party is cancelled”.