Friday, June 5, 2009

My Hair...(Almost) Gone with the wind



The social network Orkut had a question in the personal profile section, 'What is the first thing people notice about you?'
I so wanted to write liquid eyes, tall stature or dimpled cheeks. But who was I kidding? Even a one-eyed drunk can notice from a mile away the disaster that is my hair. My unfortunate hair. Forget a silky, glossy mane; I don’t even have common, dull, thick hair. How do I count the ways to emphasize my point!

First is the sparsely populated scalp! Sometimes I feel I have like what a hundred hairs, which is reducing at an alarming rate! At the age of 23, I google for “female pattern baldness” and “hair transplantation”!

Second is the limpness. The world might change overnight and the sun may rise in the west but my hair would refuse to fluff up. And then I discovered mousse. God bless the makers of this miracle product!

Thirdly, the humidity factor. Humidity and extreme dry weather, both have disastrous effects on my hair. It doesn’t add volume as such, but turns me into a live demonstration of static electricity. Strands of hair flying in all direction; and untamed at any cost except for maybe shaving it off completely.


And the last, but not the least, the consistency of 'bad hair days' that it maintains. The rest of the world at least has a rare bad hair day, while good hair day continues to elude me. I was born with the unmanageable and unstructured curliest curls ever in our family.

And now I’ve no option but to wear my hair short to conceal the alarming hair loss. I’ve tried every remedy in the book, but in vain. I never thought hair could cause so much distress. Nearly every romantic Hindi song has at least one couplet praising the heroine’s lovely long tresses. I’ve been searching in vain for a song without the mention of those damn tresses that my beloved might someday be able to sing for me! It wrenches my heart when I see those shampoo ads and long, jet black hair blowing in the wind. I guess I’ll never have that. Or maybe I would. Let me google for wigs now.

13 comments:

kavita said...

Dear Quirky......love to see you in your JOCUND SELF.(learnt this word recently)....shows all is well with dad.AMEN

Arv said...

awwwwwe...

dont worry... you will be fine with that hairdo :)

take care... cheers...

Ki said...

I hope this unfortunate problem solves itself!!!

Corinne Rodrigues said...

Hi Quirky - Haven't visited here in a while - my loss! Hmmmm..there are other things I'm losing - my memory for a start, so I share your pain.
Hugs
Corinne

Café Chick said...

Advantages of having very little hair:
1. it won't get knotty
2. less chance of it sticking to ice cream
3. harder to notice the greys
4. easier to wear under a wig - you can be a new person if day if you choose to!
Hope this helps ... :-)

Tazeen said...

absolutely loved it. For someone who has agonized over orkut profiles and is living a bad hair life, I so hear ya sistah ...

Quirky Mon said...

@ Kavita
Ya, things are alright at home. It's such a tremendous relief...that explains your seeing me in my JOCUND SELF! :)

Quirky Mon said...

@ Arv
Things are far from fine when it comes to my hair...but I'm coping!

Quirky Mon said...

@ Ki I hope so too, Ki, I hope so too!

Quirky Mon said...

@ Corrine
Hullooooooo! Long time since I saw your comment on my blog! Thanks for visiting again :)
I've been reading up your posts on greader.

Quirky Mon said...

@ Cafe Chick
I found much needed solace in your quirky advantages of short hair! :) Keep them coming, brings a smile to my face :)

Quirky Mon said...

@ Tazeen
I believe there are others too facing the same problems. We can form a sisterhood of victims of unfortunate hair cum (ex) Orkut maniacs.

Girl Next Door said...

Ohh.. I can really understand this... That way I'm fed up with my fat belly, bulging out Day by Day,

I can feel your pain...