All these questions are necessary for
today’s sip in line because of its unusual nature. It was a task that seemed
impossible but turned out to be an interesting adventure in its own way. It was
difficult at first, but liberating at the end. And it seemed out-of-the-world
initially, but absolutely normal in due course of time. I must stop my long
list of contrasting adjectives, before I lose my readers in the process of this
mysterious description.
Coming to the
point, this next sip is about ‘going hairless’ or practically ‘bald’. When
forced to part ways and bid good-bye to my lush black field (thanks to a
certain health condition), I was anxious about my feelings at first, only to
realize that it was totally interesting and fun-filled. If I made a reverse
bucket list based on what I wished to do in the first place, this content would
never qualify. But after I was forced to deal with it, I feel it was a
memorable episode, worth enough to be featured here.
To state that hair
is an essential part of feminine beauty would be an understatement. At times,
hair is all we can think and talk about as it offers an opportunity to change
looks and appear presentable. Hence, I was definitely no different when it came
to this external piece of beauty. Though I never played with my looks or
experimented with my hair, they still occupied an essential part of my system.
Thus the thought of parting away from them was heavy, difficult, troublesome
and overwhelming. Though my hair could never win the title of ‘Best Hair’ if I
ever entered into some beauty contest by mistake, they at least deserved the
chance to participate in one. But with barren land, I did not stand a chance to even ‘stand’
for it, making me realize that I was about to enter into an unknown territory
for some time.
There is something in this universe that
trains you to accept whatever comes your way. I am surprised as I write this,
but chopping off my locks and losing hair did not feel difficult at all. All
the anxious thoughts were limited to my mind alone, as when we finally approached the hair-dresser, everything seemed normal. Mind is truly capable of
playing all kind of games because the output was totally different from what I had
imagined. While I was sure about shedding loads of tears and using this
opportunity to create some melodrama at home, I was shocked at the reality. As
I smiled and joked about losing my asset, I was looking forward to this
interesting experience. And when I say it was fun-filled, I truly mean it
because I even created a song and dance over the same (highly praised and
applauded by the only viewer in audience- no prize for guessing, it had to be dear
and poor husband!)
This entire episode
made me realize that if you make peace with your situation, the outcome will definitely
leave you spellbound with its stock of surprises. I never imagined I would
actually say this, but losing hair came across as a blessing-in-disguise. Nothing
can beat the relaxation of removing off my hair piece after a long hot day in
the scorching heat. Talk about perfect timing, because the sun has chosen to throw
extreme heat in our city for a long time now.
We are often grounded by the so-called
acceptable norms of the society. Though it is impossible to categorize
everything in life as clear black and white, we tend to label things and shame
the unusual with embarrassment. I also adhered to this thought sometimes as we all have
some fixed notions in our mind. Thus needless to say, the thought of playing
with my identity seemed absolutely abnormal. But when situations make one
helpless and leave no options whatsoever, you realize that everything is
possible. Going bald may be one of the most unique experiences for me, because
I never imagined about it. It introduced me to my inner strength, making me realize
that external factors may fade away, but what shall remain is the spark from
deep within.
Though turning
hairless is a small, little episode, it shall always stay strong in my
memories. I cannot claim that all this was absolutely easy. If it wasn’t for
the support of my family and friends, I would not be able to accept the reality
of being bald for a short stint. Experiences like these remind you that people
love you for what lies within. What shines over the surface will make you one
with the system, but what shines deep within will empower your entire system
forever.
It was supposed to
be an undesirable side effect, but today I look at it as a valuable experience.
It entered into my life with sorrow, but brought me closer to the happiness and
satisfaction of loving myself. It dug deep into my system to make me fearless.
I definitely did not sign up for the experience or register myself to this
adventure, but forcibly as it made its way into my life, it was amazing. There
was something noteworthy and good about this experience, otherwise how could it
make an entry into my mug-list?





