When I was a kid I had a silky mane, the beautician used to tell my Mom her hair’s are too good.
 
** I used to imagine one day she will tell me to sell them the way it happened in one of those ultra-romantic story**
 
I used to love long hair and used to fight with my mom to grow them who insisted on keeping them short as according to her short hair cut suits my small face.
 
This was the only thing on which I have ever fought with Ma. And when we used to go for a hair cut she used to tell me ki we will just get your hair trimmed but to the beautician she used to signal “chota kar do”. Oh how I used to hate her after that.
 
As I grew I was allowed to have long hair but on one condition, I was supposed to braid them myself and I used to take hours to do them, even getting late for school but neither me nor ma used to budge.
 
But with time & practice I became an expert in braiding and life moved on from school-college-hostel life- job. I started staying alone & in the rush of work my hair was neglected.
 
This and other reasons like hair fall due to health problem & ex-boyfriend used to love my long hair resulted in me getting them cut to shoulder length & then one fine day to a boy cut.
 
What a shock my office people had & I enjoyed the attention & for 1st time I agreed with my Ma ki yes short hair suits me. (BTW she was very happy with my decision).
 
Till last week I was very happy with my smart & short cut ;-) and then apni kewldebs came up with her review on hair care.
 
Debs you are a sweetheart & have inspired me to grow my hair again and see I have now acquired a choti si Choti.

From the moment I have acquired this choti si choti I have been opening the clip flicking my hair, gathering them back & putting the clip again. The whole experience is bliss &  I promise am not gonna cut my hair for at least next one month.
 
And you all guys enough of appreciating my choti si choti, now go n rate the same photo in my album, isn’t this better then bulletin ;-) you came here by your own choice ;-)