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Tangled !

However much I like this season , when the winter is on the threshold and the days are not sweaty and the nights cool...but it's still autumn, the season of falling leaves and falling hair ! These days at work I often listen to the rich baritone of Nat king Cole singing "Autumn Leaves " while my colleagues discuss the many remedies of preventing hair fall. One of my colleague with Rapunzel like hair lamented that now she has a bagful ..."Enough to make me a wig !" was my gleeful comment ! But Not Appreciated !
I realized that I don't have to worry on this count at least- having lost most of it to hormone and age ...you  don't  break your head over what you don't have. It's like I have learnt to live with the few strands left...and would call myself having challenged follicles than bald ! These days there is a fancy names for everything- housewives are domestic engineers and doing the daily chores is domestic mechanics ..so why not me ?
Hair like the texture of my skin is not in my hand...if my genes played truant blame it on genetic engineering !
PS : This came partly after my chat with Abhishikta and partly because everyone around me is more concerned about hair fall than Doomsday 2012 ! And if tattoos weren't so painful I would have taken up that great idea of scalp tattoo by Chibu ! ...after all an idea can change your life ..and don't I want that ?
In bitter sweet memory of the tresses gone by :))))) 

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  1. Abhishikta22 November 2012 at 23:38

    Doomed before doomsday ami :D
    partial baldness in just 2 weeks. Scary, very scary. And the semester is here to add to the woes

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  2. amrita24 November 2012 at 01:40

    Life without hair isn't so bad...U become rich- save thousands on hair spa,hair cuts and hair products ! Invest on a good wig , say bye to bad hair days...and use that money to holiday in Europe :)

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    1. Abhishikta24 November 2012 at 04:18

      too much of optimism there :P
      jodio onek taka dhongsho korlam on dermatologists and lotions and homeopathy and herbal shampoos and what not :(
      the scalp is absolutely visible tobuo. Not a pleasant thing :(

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  3. amrita24 November 2012 at 22:10

    Don't lose hair by worrying about hair :) It won't make you any less beautiful- and this is just pollution and a dose of hormones playing truant ! Will be fine soon ! eat well/ sleep/ exercise !

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