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Your brain takes a deep hit when you really haven’t put it through some prolonged cognitive mode for a long long time and the fatigue kicks in real quick. Dangerous one which i know is being imposed over time even though i know that it’s happening slowly day by day to dumb me down as much as possible. Really need to find a way to let the brain stay active.

Anyways, one of my relatives, my dodda, dropped by today evening and ever since the last year or so, I particularly started to lock in and think about one scenario every time i see her… my two cousins, daughters of her and what happened to their locks. I do have to agree that they still have beautiful hair as it’s now grown out nice and good assuming around the the shoulders or past them. Viddi’s hair turned out to be wavier than Keerthi’s. Pretty sure Keerthi still has that silky smooth straight hair as i remember from childhood. In fact both of them had super smooth thick hair when we were hanging around. And whenever i visited Hyderabad and we met, they had their hair almost properly shorn not ever touching the shoulders as far as i remember.

And it was during one of these visits, it was peak hot typical dry summer of Hyderabad. Now i really don’t remember if i met them before the obvious thing happened but just for the weight of the story am gonna go ahead and say that we met during the beginning of the initial visit. They both had their hair cropped short in the front and longer at the back, probably the typical baby cut that’s given in beauty parlors. Just for the convenience of it, am sure they were taken regularly with their cheeks pulled in when they were shorn. Fair enough to keep them nicely shorn as required. However this summer, pretty sure dodda saw these guys galivanting about their hair way too much and making a big deal about how they started to feel a bit proud about how their pretty hair was growing out. But again, it was summer and dodda herself feeling irritated by the climate day by day, probably saw these guys playing around too much and decided to do something about it for some relief and satisfaction.

Off they went to the nearest local temple and pretty sure these guys haven’t been told what is about to happen to them. After the darshan or before it’s hard to say cause i wasn’t really there, just as they expected to go home and go on with the rest of the day, while still having their pretty hair which was super smooth and shiny in probably darkish brown under the sun, their heads and hair must have been brushed in from the top while dodda took a good look at them turning their heads, they were probably thinking her mother was appreciating how nice their hair was growing now that they were growing up and going to higher grade classes so they will need some good lengthy hair to be able to flaunt in a bit from time to time. I mean if you have beautiful hair, of course yes… it has to be by all means. But what if that was happening a bit too much that you fall under the radar and thoughts creep into the parents minds that… hmmm let’s do something about this. And so down they all go to probably a very small corner place where they see very limited set of barbers shaving some men and almost the barbers, the men getting shaved and these guys are taken a bit aback by whether they serve female customers.

Just in about a few seconds, one of the barbers signal to wait near him as he was almost done with the current shave. At this moment, both Viddi and Keerhti still clueless about why they are here… a place when they would have to ever come rarely in their lives watching the place all around with their hair still swaying and bouncing and by this time, they were doing it more vigorously by force of habit to flaunt and enjoy having some good quality lengthy hair. Probably this was the only place that they could have avoided doing that because their heads can be shaved off in a matter of minutes. But of course, there is this thought that is almost impossible to take out now that what if they’re being seated next. A very high probability at this point unless dodda wanted to just say hi to the barber and leave. Obviously any one of the three of them were to get shaved for sure and the preparedness just keeps growing as the barber is done with the current guy. If he was someone like me, would definitely observe the kind of hair that’s about to go and throw in a have fun smile.

For the sake of the story, am gonna assume Viddi here had a bit longer hair and was about to watch her elder sister get shaved in front of her as she hold on to the final strokes of her precious pretty hair. With almost no verbal confirmations, the head is drenched in quick in less than a minute, Keerthi still absorbing what’s being done to her and probably never expected she would be like this in this position at any given day in her life. A non-disposable razor is sharpened on a stone given that it’s a local temple without any funded facilities so she will be shaved quite roughly here. Still in utter shock as to what she has to do now, she just bend her head and wait to be razored at the barbers own timing. She would not even know when the first stroke will take place. A very helpless situation. The first scrape is so loud since the locks were super thick and her head jolted quite a bit. So the barber bent her head down all the way almost touching the floor just so to have full access to her head. Of course she just whimps a bit as she is very uncomfortably being stripped off her hair all of a sudden when she was just happy that she had pretty locks. Viddi can just see and imagine how her sisters face looked like now especially with all the sudden plan altogether of getting both of them shaved off. Now she was really caressing her hair a bit too much… the farewell strokes. And Keerthi was being literally scraped with the little water put in just enough for the blade movement. Just almost every stroke was repeated to take off every lock of hair cleanly… the bangs were shaved pulling her in to the front while utterly bent forward… the side locks… obliterated by making her stretch in the sides very vey uncomfortably and the back… clean off by running the razor way beyond the neck to really clean her scalp for a long time by of course with the chin almost grazing the kachha floor of the shaving room where she can see her wet locks piled up and strewn about as more of the hair was raining down and collecting up in like a silky pile of smooth hair that she can just roll her eyes and watch in rememberance of how just minutes ago, she was having all that smooth hair on her head and was looking so pretty bouncing it around. Just as she was getting up to escape the treatment, jolted back to hold her by the cheeks and run the razor in reverse stokes facing the barber directly. Of course it’s horribly shy to look at him now and so the puppy eyes shift to Viddi who now is just equally wanting to abscond the scene to save face. Going by how much time it took to slowly shave her, she could only imagine how much time it would take for her longer and thicker hair. She may have to be seated for about an hour to really get everything shaved off and that’s enough of a show for waiting customers.

I would assume Viddi was shaved by a scissor or a manual clipper before she was actually shaved in full with the razor to really deal with all the mop. And this would only go on while she was covered with a mountain of dark silky hair and the obvious slow and deliberate process of shearing her with just a scissor for her free flowing locks. Fun while that lasted of having longer hair than she could ever imagine at that time. Pretty sure dodda and Keerthi were themselves shocked at how much hair she actually had when it was all flowing down in deep dramatic fashion, overshadowing Keerthi’s pile of locks as if they never existed there. The weight of losing such immense amount of hair that too in a way where her locks are shorn crudely with just a scissor directly running very close to the scalp. At times, it would pain in just a bit just because it’s still hard to take off such thick hair without polished tools as women hardly ever come here to get their heads shaved off. Pretty sure the barber also had the time of his life getting to shave these girls all the way and probably when shave them extra smooth taking his own sweet time until the signal is given that he’s done. Just have to sit tight and quiet until you’re shaved without a single strand of hair left or even a layer of minute stubble is left. Just rigorously shaved with your head and upper body being stretched and tossed around like a rag doll to get everything off as whatever is called as hair. Completely humiliated as just an hour ago, they and not even the slightest idea that they will be shaved soo horribly.

And it ends in with them almost immediately coming home to my grandmas place and me witnessing their freshly shaved heads while dodda quite literally paraded them in the hall to show how smooth they are shaved. Something that etched and fascinated me to the core that i was still able to bring out so much about it today when i had just planned in to write down just a quick paragraph before moving on to the thing i planned in actually. And it’s good that my daily posting streak has been broken as it’s already past 12am just so i won’t make a bad habit out of a slightly good habit and force myself everyday to write. Might add in more to the above paragraph.

Until then…