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These type of posts will be one of those possible series where i will be taking in writing work of someone’s whom i absolutely loved and begin to drop in my own insight and detail to really appreciate what’s already written and go in deeper than ever on the story at hand. This would be one of those first ones which i tend to like… a lot purely going by how filthy and humiliating it gets as the story progresses. For this story, i have changed the main character’s name to a person i really like a lot, especially her looks, more especially her beautiful hair… just a beautiful bed of silk that’s totally under appreciated and more so how well she maintained it all the years I’ve seen her from time to time and even worked for a while. It’s probably also the way her hair was soo good, she herself wanted to keep chopping those silky smooth locks ever so frequently when compared to how other girls tend to not experiment a lot probably especially the time I’ve know her. Maybe that knowledge it fairly limited but this is my set of eyes and perception that am writing it out. Pretty sure she loved tf out of her hair. I mean if am appreciating it as a guy so much so that am willing to write down an entire week, sure she love her locks very much herself. She should always take good care of that head of hair which makes her look really beautiful. So yeah i did have a crush on her in simple words. Given how she looks, many will obviously but I was one of them too as an fyi and this is how i choose to express my feelings of attraction. Maybe borderline creepy too now cause she’s married now but so are most of the girls that i know are married now and i do tend to write about them here anyway. In my eyes, Rashmi is very beautiful and would have mad absolute justice in totally appreciating her locks pretty much my entire life.

Ye baat garmiyon ki hai.. mai do saal se ek hi company me kaam kar rahi thi… so mai ab job change karna chahti thi… aur salary hike bhi mujhe chahiye tha toh maine job search karni shuru kar di aur ek din ek job ka offer aaya so mai interview ke liye chali gayi. Interview first half ke baad tha so maine ek bus li aur destination par pahunch gayi. Maine apna interview achhe se diya aur phir uss office se bahar aa gayi. Din ke 2:30 baj chuke the… garmi bhi bahut thi so maine office ke bahar gaurd se pucha… “bhayya, yaha bus stand kidhar hai?” Guard ne mujhe thoda aage jaane ko kaha aur bola ki waha bus stand hai. Mai phir udhar ki ore chali gayi. Bus stand achhi jagah per tha aur wahan do teen bade bade pedh bhi the toh mujhe thodi rahat mili. Mai bus stand pe jaake khadi ho gayi aur apni bus ka wait karne lagi. Kareeb das minute ho gaye mujhe wait karte karte par meri bus abhi tak nai aayi. Ab maine yaha waha side side me dekha… bus stand ke paas ek paani bechne wala tha aur kuch bus ka wait karte log aur halka sa side me ek pedh ke neeche hi deewar ke paas ek naayi ne apni choti si shop kholi hui thi… bas ek kursi aur ek mirror jo ki usne deewar pe hang kiya hua tha. Maine ye dekh kar fir se apni bus ka wait karne lagi. Mere saath jo aur bhi khade the bus ke intzaar me wo bhi kaafi der se khade the.

Now pretty sure Rashmi here might have had her soft locks chopped off a bit probably a few weeks ago. She must have kept seeing her pony grown out long and thinking “baal toh lambe ho gaye bohot. Pony lamba ho gaya. Must have shown it to her sister to inspect the length and check if a a hircut is needed for her. Neha, checking her well grown pony, holding and weighing it by her palms making her head bent down bit has to decide if her pony has to be shorn off because it’s already been looking temptingly silky smooth that just watching it get chopped off it self will be such a satisfying thing. She might have taken Rashmi to the parlor nearby just so each other can watch that pony get shorn off and get her ready for the interview. Both of them wanted to see the scissors take off her silky smooth thick pony that’s already been due for a much needed chop as they were watching it grow and dangle around that it’s only fair to scissor it all off. I mean she has some lush hair so the chops are very satisfying. Must be hard to keep your hand off them most of the day. pretty sure it was during one of these times when Neha was completely shorn almost boy short after having seen her in a pony which almost touched her back. i mean that was one curly pony so the first thing after moving out from home, make sure you’re shorn as short as possible and watch the shearing show together and not only the one who’s getting it. Man that must have been one intense haircut. Actually kind neat that one has super straight hair and one has curly hair naturally so that they can grow out and witness both kinds of shearing when it’s all grown out. A constant reminder during flaunting imagining how the haircut will be to get all of it chopped off.

Tabhi ek lady bolti ek toh itni garmi upar se bus ka wait karna bada takleef deta hai. I said “haan wahi toh.. garmi ki wajah se wait karna bada mushkil ho jaata hai” Fir wo lady bolti “pata nai kab aayegi bus..” yeh keh kar wo bus pe baithne ki jagah pe baith gayi. Ab mujhe pyaas lagne lagi thi aur baar baar mai apni ghadi ki ore dekh rahi thi. Mai paani wale ke paas gayi aur uss se ek glass paani liya. Thanda paani pee kar thodi rahat aayi. Paani wwale bhayya se poocha “bhayya yaha bus kab tak aati hai..” paani wala bola “Madam bus ka aisa hi hai yah kyuki iss stand se pehle ek stand padta hai toh bus waale waha se sawaari utha ke seedha chale jaate hai aur aate nahi. Kyuki ghuma padta hai. Toh aap yaha se auto le lo.” Maine kaha “haan ye bhi theek hai”.

Rashmi is already quite shorn here. The haircut is short enough that the pony is almost out of the picture already. They got soo tempted by it’s beauty that the entire thing got chopped off. This was a nice mid back length pony we were talking about with a very cute looking contour obviously. Her hair is soo beautiful, the knot itself must have been soo nice and thick that they simply could not take eyes of it especially during the walk and head turns. Must have had taken off the full pony to pleasure themselves from a immensely satisfying chop. Would have been something to watch that haircut she got.

Ab mai paani pee rahi thi ki meri nazar ek aadmi pe padi. Wo naayi ke kursi pe baitha tha. Shayad abhi aaya hoga kyuki uss se pehle kursi khaali thi so maine paani piya aur bus stand pe aa kar baith gayi aur sochne lagi. tabhi beech beech me meri nazar naayi ki ore gayi. Naayi uss aadmi ke baalon me paani se spray kar raha tha aur paani ka spray khatam kahatam karne ke baad usne apne haath saaf kiye aur ustraa nikaal kar usme blade laga ka uss aadmi ka sar ganja karna shuru kar diya. Omg woh aadmi peeche se ganja ho raha tha.

That guy is me. And to get shaved for Rashmi or in front of both the sisters is a no brainer. No point in hesitating if she loves to watch someone like me getting shaved. At any point, i should not be made to lose eye contact with them while am getting totally stripped off my hair while they get to look soo beautiful. if i just see Rashmi with her perfect looking hair in that moment, i will loathe and sink into a deep pile of humiliation.

Dheere dheere uske baal neeche gi rahe the. Mai hairaan hoke usko dekh rahai thi. Waise bhi bus ke liye wait karte karte bore ho rahi thi toh usko dekh rahi thi. Tabhi naayi ne usko peeche se ganja karke uske left side aa gaya aur waha se uska sar ganja karne laga. Tabhi wo kursi pe baitha aadmi bolta. “yaar garmi bahut hai, saal baalon me paseena bahut aata hai”, naayi bhi kehta, “haan baalon mey garmi bahut lagta hai. Badiya hai do mahine aaram rahega”, aur keh kar ustraa chalata raha uske sar pe.

She is seeing me going though this in a public place. Such a beautiful girl it’s impossible not to feel super shy and humiliated with her watching this exact moment.

Main unn dono ki baatein sun kar sochne lagi mujhe bhi kaafi paseena aa rah hai, even baalon me zyada, ek toh garmi bohot hai, ye alag baat baat hai ki mai tree ke chaav me thi but hawa na hone ki wajah se dhoop toh nai lag rahi thi but garmi ki wajah se paseena aa rahe the.

Already setting a precedence given how she loves touching her hair all the time since it’s just so soft and at the same time the little itch of kuch na kuch karwa dena hai and the latest one being that she doesn’t have a pony and wont have one until for about half a year easily. Already kaafi chota karwa diya usne and since it has been a very recent cut, seeing anyone get a haircut will be intriguing because of the still lingering chul that if it was enough. Ek aur baar aur thoda chota karwa dena hai kya? Teen chaar inch aur hatwa deti hoon aur chota kara dene ka hai. Almost koi nai observe karega but mujhe kenchi chalwane ka hai. Sundar soft hair. Wanting to see them snipped.

Tabhi wo aadmi almost ganja ho chuka tha. Main tabhi usko dekhte dekhte apni ghadi pe 3:15 ho chuke the but abhi tak bus aur auto me se kuch bhi nai aaya. Phir maina socha ki cab kar lu but phone me battery kum hone ki wajah se maine apna internet band kar diya. Ab kya karu… garmi ke wajah se pareshaan ho chuki thi mai… tabhi maine dekha ki naayi ne uss aadmi ko poora ganja kar dia hai aur uske sar par paani spray karne laga. Uff uss moment ko dekh kar mujhe laga kya aaram mil raha hoga iss bande ko. Sar bilkul ganja aur paani direct skin pe pad raha hai… kitna maza aa raha hoga usko… ab sach kahu toh mera bhi mann karne laga ki mai bhi apne sar pe ustraa firwa loon. Ek toh paseene bohot aa rahe the aur auto aur bus aane ka naam nahi le rahi thi.

Fresh from a very recent haircut she got, the thought of getting a straight razor run on her head seems justified given at that moment… although completely unimaginable in a regular day but when you see what you possibly can get done just a few steps away feels very naked and aware that it can be just a matter of sitting on the chair and nodding when the razor is shown. Her hair is let down loose grazing the shoulders and the heat was not helping. Even in that crowd of people, all she could see is that once scene that’s now implanted in her head. No matter how beautiful and soft her locks are, the thought of getting them razored off under that tree is just the kind of thing she wants to get done to herself and now the thought is strong enough that the crowd around her is blurred up. Even the thought that societal norm has in that she’s a girl and being presentable with beautiful tresses should be something everyone already assumes. And to go sit on a chair under the tree with a naayi like like that when he bounces your hair before he starts shaving is itself an incomprehensible scene. She’s a stylish well dressed beautiful girl which will be contrasted totally in a setting like that which itself will bring on humiliating vibes as people will immediately notice the stark contrast let alone think of what will be done to her later on.

Thodi der me wo aadmi ke upar se naayi ne cape hata di aur uske collar theek karne laga. Woh aadmi apne ganje sar pe dona haathon se haath firaane laga. Usko dekh kar mera toh ab poora dhyaan ab usi pe tha. Tabhi wo aadmi khada hua aur usne paise nikaal ke naayi ko diye aur apne kapde jhaadne laga. Mai us bade dhyaan se dekh rahi thi aur tabhi uss ganje aadmi ki nazar mujhpe padi. Mai use aise dekh rahi thi toh usko mujhe dekh kar sharam aa gayi kyuki usko laga ki wo ganja hai so isliye mai usko ajeeb tarike se dekh rahi hoon. Uss bechaare ne ne apni nazar mujhse hata li aur apne sar pe ek haath rakh liya aur waha se chal pada.

When a hot girl like her look at you with the thing that makes you look reasonably good and when it’s suddenly razored off and you eventually realize she’s watching keenly, it’s quite obvious that the first few glances with her will be uncomfortable because you involuntarily want to be seen better looking. And when you’re forced to look at her knowing that she’s looking at her absolute best at that moment is something that’s almost humiliating but you also want to let her check you out as much as she wants and make you feel that she’s the one who should be looking absolutely in top shape and keep reminding of how she witnessed everything that you got done. It’s like being put in your place and let the girl take over and mock the fuck out of you while you sink in her beauty. She’s gonna have to do everything possible to show off how she’s the one with the looks and you’re just a ugly shaved ball of meat that is just silenced now in front of her.

Woh toh waha se chala gaya but ab usne mera dimaag kharab kar diya… pata nia mujhe kya hua usko dekh kar… ek toh garmi ki wajah se main waise bhi pareshaan thi aur upar se khade khade mere pairon me dard hone laga aur baalon me paseene ki wajah se bhi mujhe irritation hone lagi. Main uss naayi ke chair ko dekh kar sochne lagi ki ho jaaon main bhi ganji. Ganji ho kar shayad mujhe bhi aisi thandak milegi jaise uss aadmi ko. Ab maine socha ki main bhi ganji ho jaati hoon, jo hoga dekh jaayega. Ab sar mundwa ke hi ghar jaaungi.

Thinking about how she was constantly caressing her hair in this moment while she was watching that scene and all of these thoughts just were sinking in. Although she was feeling sweaty and she could feel how hot the top of her head was getting in the sun, she was just constantly brushing and flipping her hair around more than ever in pure thought as there was nothing else to really think about at that moment. The chair and the setup was right there to make her zero in on the decision she was about to make without having to think about what would actually happen after she’s shaved over there or even during. Without a thought, there will be an utterly shocked crowd that’s gonna see this spectacle of their lives. The reactions would be totally involuntary. I mean.. a totally uptown girl who almost never to be seen in places and scenarios for such long time is now part of the scene for already such a long time with a thought like this lingering constantly. It’s almost a blue moon event if she decides to get the razor run on her head in such a publicly exposed place. Even if she actually wanted to get her shaved before this moment, she would have probably get it done as privately as possible due to the pure personal nature of the act. She would have had time to let the thing sink in properly in her head and would have spent time with herself a lot before getting back out to let people know that all of her hair is now shaved off. And with such soft healthy hair, it has to sink in slow to her and everyone because it was a really beautiful head of hair and had to go because it was a really hot head of hair when it was decided to take them all off.

Maina kaha do minute aur wait karti hoon agar bus ya auto aaya toh theek varna apna sar mundwa loongi. Yeh keh kar mai bas apni watch me time dekhne lagi aur baar baar naayi ke kursi ko dekhti rahi aur sochne lagi ki ganji ho kar kaisi lagungi main. Yeh sochte sochte ek minute se upar ho gaya… bas ek minute aur baaki tha bus ke aane aur mere sar mundwaane ke beech. Aur thodi der me ek minute bhi poora ho gaya aur bus nai aayi per door se ek auto dikh raha tha toh socha ab sar mundwana cancel. Jaise hi auto mere paas aaya ek sawaari already tha aur auto nikal gaya.

Very close moments of decision. And we do have to keep in mind of the pure nature of the shave with a straight razor. Once a stroke has been made anywhere, just have to sit tight and get everything shaved off. Just hits harder than ever thinking how nice she actually looks and it’s with the good looking girls with the banger hair these kind of situations bear much greater weight. A lot is at stake typically because were dealing with looks that make or break the initial overall outlook that is to be well maintained once you want to look good for yourself and people who watch and complement you. And now she’s under a tree literally about to get shaved like a regular bloke off the street and probably the barber won’t be easy on her. For him, it’s just another regular head of hair and only will probably enjoy it if she’s getting utter conscious and showing that she is very uncomfortable being publicly treated and tossed around having never been treated like that before. Just prime meat ready to me sheared like a sheep.

Ab mujhe abada gussa aaya ki hadd hi ho gayi. Ab toh thakaan aur garmi ki wajah se mera mood kharab ho gaya, socha bdaad me agaya auto aur bus… ab toh sar mundwaoongi aur phir jaaungi aur seedha naayi ke paas chali gayi.

Naayi apni chai pe baitha mobile pe kuch dekh raha tha. Main uske paas gayi wur woh mujhe apne saamne khada dekh hairaai se dekhne laga. Main kuch second ke liye soch rahi thi ki baat kaise karu, par usne hi mujhse pooch liya “Ji madam, kya kaam hai??”

Maina kaha “bhayya ek kaam tha”, naayi ne poocha “Ji bolo madam.” Maine kaha “bhayya mobile charge ho jaayega kya aapke paas?” Naayi ne mera mobile charging pe laga diya aur mujhe kehta ki “Madam aap chair pe baith jaao”, Maine bola , “nahi aap baithe raho”, wo kehta hai “aap baith joo koi problem nahi”.

Oh yeah now her hair is just minutes away from getting like nicely razored off. Pretty sure the way she stormed in to sit in the chair, that was the last time her hair flowed and bounced nice and good.. brushing her face a bit, bouncing back and forth.. i mean we’re talking about some fine, pristine, well maintained locks here literally with no compromise on hair care. What a pure treat this will be to watch her go through the decision she’s about to make. This stuff is pure satisfaction and nothing can get better than this. We’re about to watch her partially covered face in her hair while she keeps in a zoned out expression as she is being shaved. Even as she sits on the chair, her locks do the obvious extra bounce like they always do just because her hair is so soft shiny and thick. Ughh.. such pretty hair.

Ab bus stand pe khade log mujhe dekhne lage ek ladki naayi ke chair pe baithi aur wo paani wala bhi mujhe thodi der ke liye hairani se dekhne laga aur dekhenge bhi kyu nahi… kyuki mere jaisi ladki jisne badiya se kapde pehne ho, top and jeans aur aise road side naayi ki chai pe baith gayi toh hairranni se dekhenge hi.

Hot girl on the most beat up place where she can even get her face washed. They’re just tuned in now and most of the people’s eyes are on her pretty hair too and they will be like.. wait.. are you think what am thinking here? She doesn’t have way too long hair for a regular haircut too. She’s gonna go though something wild and unimaginable is what still the distant thought would be. She has such pretty hair. What’s the most she can get done sitting there?

Maine naayi se phir poocha ki bhayya haircut ke kitne charges lete hai? Naayi thoda hairaan huan aur bola ki “yaha toh kuch khaas charges nai hai… bas haircut ka 50rs jaisa bhi baal katwao”

Toh phir maine baat zyada na badhate hue bol diya “arey bhayya ek kaam karo aap, naayi bolta hai ji madam.” Maine kaha “jitney mera mobile charge ho raha hai itne me aap mere baal bhi kaat do.. aap aise meri wajah se khade ho..” naayi kehta “nahi madam aisi koi baat nahi.. main toh baitha rehta hoon khaali.. isme aapko aise sochne waali baat nai..” maine kaha “nahi bhayya mujhe waise bhi baal katane hai..” naayi kehta hia “achha”. Phir kehta hai ki “main parlour wali cutting toh main nai kar sakta.”

Maine kaha “nahi mijhe waisi koi cutting nai karani.. balki apna sar hi mundwana hai..” naayi yeah sun kar shock ho gaya. Maine aage bola ki “garmi bhi bohot lag rahi hai aur baalo se paseena bhi bohot aa raha hai.. so aap mujhe bilkul ganji kar do..” naayi kehta “sach me aapko ganja hona hai??”

Main boli “haan bhayya aap kar do bas ganji..” naayi kehta theek hai “aapki marzi..” Itne me naayi ne side me pada ek kapda nikala aur usko hawa me do teen fatke de kar jhaada aur mere upar laga diya.

The word have been spoken and Rashmi here is going to get her head shaved. Ustraa se mundan hone wala ahi uska. might as weel get it nicely combed to see what piece of beauty will be razored so that everyone can see what beautiful looking girl he’s about to shave. He will shave her really really bad. As a barber, he should take full advantage of this and make sure she is repeatedly shaved until she is embarraed to the core and just keep running the razor for a very very long time until she is flused and gave her head and face to do whatever and handled however he wants it to and just sit quiet and get shaved over and over again like a good girl.

Mai chup chaap baithi aur ek lambi saans li.. waise maine aaj tak apne baal kabhi jyaada chote bhi nai karaye aur main life me pehli baar ganji hone jaa rahi thi wo bhi aisi raod side dukaan se ye kabhi socha nai tha.. waise mere baal jyada bade bhi nahi the bas shoulder tak mushkil se they.. khair ab naayi ne mujhe cape pehnaya toh jo bus stand pe khade the wo ab mujhe aur hairani se dekhne lage.. aur paani wala bhi.. mujhe un sabko aise dekh kar thoda sa darr bhi laga ki ganji hone ke baad sabko kaise face karungi. Phir mujhe yaad aaya ki yaar mere paas toh sar ko dhakne ke liye kuch hai hi nai toh fir mujhe aise hi jana hoga. uff arey baap re ye maine kyu nahi socha.. idhar naayi ne mujhe kapda theek se baandh kar apni tayyari karne laga. Side me rahi ek bottle li aur usme paani bharne laga. Maine kaha “yaar yeh baat mere dimag me me kyu nahi aayi.. garmi ke wajah se sach me mind me nai tha.. fir maine kaha koi nahi ab baith gayi jo hoga dekh jaayega..”

It is all set now and her hair is doing it’s last dance while she is being caped. It’s all going to be very very public now and very dramatic as they are going to se her lose her hair as it will do a free fall without being tied. Talk about class A humiliation. Only thing is that she’s still in this rush that’s getting her not to realize that she’s getting this done in a very very public place. It’s gonna settle in very very soon. Might as well just play with those pretty locks, turn your head nice and good to feel the nice soft bounce that you will be losing. A a very beautiful head of immensely pretty hair. She’s gonna walk out of there in full display. freshly shaved to the skin with nothing to flaunt or show for. So might as well enjoy feeling how beautiful your hair is now and watch yourself get every lock of it shaved off while you’re just filthily razored on the footpath.

Tabhi naayi mere paas aaya aur mujhe kehta “madam chote kar doon bilkul jo machine se ho jaayenge.. ya phir ustraa lagau aapko.. maine kaha ki dono me kya farak hai. Naayi kehta machine se chote ho jaayenge jitne aapko chahiye.. aur ustre se bilul saaf ho jaayenge. Ek bhi baal nai rahega mera matlab skin dikhegi. Maine kaha “nai aap ustraa hi chala do.. mere se pehle ek aadmi ko aapne ganja kia tha waise hi bilkul safachat kar do. Naayi kehta theek hai.. fir.. aur keh kar mere baalon me paani se sparay karne laga.

When you’re getting shaved on a footpath, already left all the poise and panache and class that she carried. Might as well get the full works done by getting properly shaved by not making the barber hesitate one bit and let him treat you as any regular customer of his. It’s something that will be remembered for a very long time for her as well as the people who are going to watch her. She’s the showstopper in that moment with the decision she just made. Leave no mercy in handling that beautiful head of hair and give her the shave of her life by making her go through the most surprisingly humiliating and raw treatment that she did not expect and make her realize mid way how she should not have gone though this especially publicly on the road.. on the footpath.

Baap re.. spray padte hi main toh hilne lagi.. fis fis fis fis ki awaaz mere kaano mey pad rahi thi.. aur mere muh ke paas paani ki chhete hi cheete.. pehle usne peeche se spray kia fir mere side me aa gaya.. aur mera sar jhuka kar spray karne laga.. mai apni aadhi khuli aankhon se khud ko sheeshe me dekh rahi thi.. Rashmi tu ganji ho kar kaisi lagegi..

Would’t mind if she was shaved with a manual clipper or just scissors were run over her soft slightly wavy hair. Would have definitely been something to watch her lose those neatly combed shiny little wave that goes till the back of her shoulder. I would love watch that go by some very close scissoring to her head and she just sits nice and quiet because you’re being ruthlessly shorn and you have to lose all that luscious locks for being too hot. It might be naive but i would love to watch her go through it. What a sight it would be to watch all that pure shiny silk, pure shiny dark silk.. so thick .. so beautiful just tumble down like a dark black curtain while she just sits and watches.

Naayi tab tak mere baalon me na jaane kitna paani daal chuka tha. Jo ab mere baalon se nikal kar mere chehre pe aa raha tha.. maina poocha.. “bhyaa kitna paani daaloge..” mere face pe aa raha hai.. naayi kehta “madam itne bade baalon me paani jyada chahiye aur achhe se geele hone ke baad ustraa achhe se geele hone ke baad ustraa achhe se chalega toh baal aaram se niklenge aapko pata bhi nahi chalega aur sar bhi ek dum chikna hoga..” maine kaha theek hai jaise aapko theek lage. Par sar ekdum chikna kar dena kyuki main pehli baar apna sar mundwa rahi hoon. Naayi kehta aap fikar mat karo. Phir thodi der me naayi ne mere saare baalon ko paani se bhar diya aur paani ki bottle rakh di. Uff mujhe laga mai sar dhoke aayi hoon. Kasam se bohot paani tha mere balon me. Tabhi naayi ne mujhe do teen tissue diye face saaf karne ke liye aur mere baaolon ko unglion se ragadne laga aur ache se ungliya ghumane laga usme.. thodi de me usne apne haath hata liye aur side pade towel se saaf kiye. Usne saamne rakhe ustre ko uthaya aur usko spray kar ke saaf kiya.

Ab ache se chikna karwa dene ka soch liya hai toh just have get whatever is being done to you and can’t really question or customize the process to be easy on you. Jitne tere ghane baal hai wo sab utarwane ke liye pehle toh ache se tere dry baalon pe acha wala ek haath se aise bounce karke dekha jaayega ki wayaki me kitne sundar baal hai. Sab thoda mundi neeche karke check karwayegi jaisa bhi kiya jaa raha hai. Mundi neeche karke face ke paas sides se baal aake latakte rahenge and aage hoga aayina where you’ll be staring yourself caped and get whatever that will be done and let the razor be run wherever pleased. The mirror hardly big enough to see more than your face and hair and of course no idea of the crowd watching on but it’s super appealing to see what’s happen to her as a third person POV. Imagine the scene where the bus stop is on one side of a four way junction around a corner of it with all the stalls like paani wala just on the footpath and little inside where there is a kachha area where the trees are. And it’s under the first tree, not too inside of the area but almost grazing the footpath is where the shop is. The table and mirror stuck to the bark of the tree and the chair facing the table and the mirror. The crowd will get to see more of a diagonal view of her. Her locks at the back and at the right. Right now all they see is her seated high enough, caped and head bent down as they watch her smooth hair dangling and ready to be razored. She just only ever turns her head up just to see how the ustraa is being prepared.

Main dhyaan se usko dekh rahi thi.. then naayi ne fataft usko saaf karke usme ek blde lagaya aur mere peeche aa kar khada ho gaya.. ye dekh kar mere sansein toh gayi.. pehle toh fir bhi normal thi but ab ustraa le kar naayi mere sar ke peeche khada tha yaani ab mere baalon ka khel khatam… maine khud se kaha “Rashmi ab toh tu gayi..” then naayi bola “madam shuru kar doon??” Maine kaha “Ji bhayya.. aur achhe se smooth kar dena”. Naayi kehta hai fikar mat karo.. ek dum chikna kar doonga sar.. then naayi ne mera sar jhukaya peeche se. Maine bhi ek lambi se saans li aur apne baalon se aakhri vida..

Head all the way down now and only can roll the eyes up to see the curtain of her damp hair with little of her face right from the middle. Ustraa anytime lag jaayega ab and no idea when it’s the point of no return. Suddenly, all of her friends and family members flash in front of her especially the ones who will make the most observation and roast tf out of how she decided and where she decided to get this done. She can imagine how her sister’s hair looks now. She has grown her curls properly long now and will be first to burst out laughing while she gets to have well maintained long curls and she will not have a single hair left on her head. Safachat chikna mundan ho chuka rahega iska and every day it will be a stark reminder of how she lost her prestigious hair for which she’s gonna have to just bend her head, loathe and remember the moment of her mundan while rubbing her shaved head. It was her decision to completely get her soft shiny thick hair razored for a satisfactory shave and get pleasure out of seeing her super beautiful locks rain down in front of her while she watched it all. She wanted to witness and get that deliberately done to herself probably just to teach herself a lesson of making herself ground in to the lowest level after perceived around as the top good looking girl and punishing herself by shaving off her well taken care beautiful pretty hair and just make sure it’s done in a very hideous way and let everyone what’s being done as she is being stripped off the very thing that makes her incredibly feminine. Take off all off that pretty hair of yours and you are to exist as a mere human without any luxuries to flaunt around that yourself think of that pogaru. The pride even if thought inside the head is to be stripped off and now publicly. With her head bent down and almost pressed tightly against her breasts, she almost mumbles to shave her smooth while watching herself and her heavily wet locks now drenching the cape as well as her clothes.

Then naayi ne bola ki madam aap pehli baar sar mundwa rahe ho.. maine bola ji bhayya, then kehta ki aap hindu ya koi aur dharm. Maine bola hindu hoon, kyu kya hua. Naayi bola ki madam agar pehli baar sar ganja kar rahe ho toh peeche ek choti rakhwa lo. Thode se baal hone chahiye. Uske baad fir bhi kabhi dobara sar ganja karao toh poore hatwa dena. Maine kaha kyu aisa kyu? Bola madam hindu ho isliye maine kaha theek hai per choti ajeeb lagegi. Ladki hoon. Naayi bola toh phir ganja mat karao sar. Maine kaha nai aap kar do aur rakh do choti. Naayi kehta theek hai.

Obviously she wanted to get that razor run on her head now after all this setup that happened. She wants to see herself get shaved and see how it look to lose all her locks in front of her eyes. She wants to watch it badly in the mirror as every lock gets freshly razored and rained down even if it means she will walk away from this shave with a very embarrassing looking choti, the last remains of her silky smooth hair. A very small shiny chunk of it will be slightly curled up as a small tuft that will make her feel very embarrassed when she runs her head over it and feel the softness of it with just that one single lock that’s left. She is like just shave me here as embarrassing as you want to make it. I want to get it all done no matter what.

Then usne mere sar ke top se kuch baal haathon me liye aur unko pakad ke neeche se ustraa chala start kar diya… Khrr khrr.. halki si awaaz mere sar se aa rahi thi.. mujhe lag gaya ki ustraa ab mere sar pe chal chuka hai.. aur mai shaant ho kar chair pe baithi rahi. Nayyi peeche se mera sar mund raha tha. Mere sar ke baal mere side se gir rahe the aur mai sar jhukaaye mere side me girte baalon ko dekh rahi thi.

All the left over running thoughts come to a close when you feel that blade razoring off those thick locks and just have to watch all of those free falling hairs in small falling strands and then almost an avalanche of her beautiful tresses seeing it’s final glory before they simply fall off on the footpath. The once immaculate glory.. all that smooth shiny hair is being given the treatment it badly needed. It definitely needed to shaved off as it was just uncontrollably tempting to watch it sway and flow on her head. I wanted to see her go though this shave so when she makes eye contact with someone like me while she was getting shaved it will be extremely embarrassing as i have seen her with a lush head of hair while she was enjoying how nice she looked with such pristine hair to enjoy and watch her feel pretty and beautiful about it. Now am watching her get razored bald with all of that hair being stripped away and she watches me knowing what exactly what each of us are feeling at that moment.

Ab mujhe sach me tension ho rahi thi ki mai kya kara rahi hoon. Aise sadak pe apna sar mundwa rahi hoon. Mujhe toh yakeen nahi ho raha khud pe. Tabhi naayi shayad mujhe peeche se ganja kar chuka tha aur ab mere left side mey aa gaya. Mujhe bhi peeche sar halka lag raha tha, sar aur thandak bhi feel ho rahi thi. Maine khud se bola, Rashmi ghar kaise jaayegi tu ganji ho kar wo bhi itne logon ke beech se nikal kar, bina sar cover kiye. Ab mujhe thoda sa khud pe gussa aa raha tha ki maine sar cover karne ke baare me kyu nai socha.

Until last month, she was this girl who had the best looking mid-back length pony complementing her curves. It was nothing better that could have been done to make her look better. It was peak good looks and within the month, it just had to happen that all of that hotness could not be beared even by her and just decided to get her head shaved to just humble herself and someone to handle her like a piece of shit like a barebones naayi who would not care about how delicately she must me handled and was handled an just give her a ruthless roadside head shave.

Idhar naayi mere left side se ustraa chalane laga. Abhi tak toh mera sar jhuka hua tha jiske wajah se mere saare baal latke hue ke kaaran mai side se kuch nai dekh sakti thi. Phir left side se mere baal ustre se jab neeche girna lage toh mujhe aas paas ka dikhne laga… dhad dhad kar ke mere baal mere sar se neeche gir rahe the aur zameen par gire apne kaale kaale boolon ko dekh rahi thi.. kitne sunda aur mulayam the mere..

Probably my favorite par of this whole story. Just how satifying it feels for a girl to watch her go through such a humiliating thing atleast inside her head even if actually people around her actually dont care. But it’s people like me who want to make sure she gets served like this. I want her to remember all those times when she was looking at her freshly combed and tied pony in the mirror and thinking what could ever happen to her beautiful tresses at the worst case. The times when the locks were constantly stoked feeling the lushness and how pretty she felt about herself, all those times of those little inch trims that made her hair look absolutely irresistible to sink in and make love to her. And now she’s watching those very same locks rain down in absolute masses that she’s watching it in the mirror as well as me who wanted to watch that happen to you ever since i first laid my eyes on her, her locks and the way she knew she has some irresistible looking hair.

Itne me naayi ne mera left side ganja kar diya.. maine mirror me khud ko dekha.. OMG.. maine pehli baar apne aap ko aise aadhi ganji dekha. Yakeen hi naahi hua ki yeh mai hoon. Maina kaha abhi aadhi ganji me itni ajeeb lag rahi hoon.. poori hone ke baad kaisi lagoongi. Tabhi naayi mere right side aaya aur mera sar left ko neeche jhuka kar mere right side se ustraa chalane laga. Aur right side se bhi mer baal neeche gir rahe the. Mai ab mirror me apni aadhi khuli aakhon se khud ko dekh rahi. Aur naayi fatafat mere sar pe ustraa chala raha tha. Mujhe toh yeh sab dekh kar ab tension hone lagi thi ki mai ganji ho kar kaisi lagungi aur ghar kaise jaaungi inn sabke beech se. Par garmi ki wajah se maine yeh pehle kyu nai socha. Par ab yeah sab sochne ka time gaya kyuki ab kuch nahi ho sakta tha.

Just watching yourself with your head bent on a side while you’re shaved like a mere object while your head is grabbed and jerked around to the most uncomfortable angles here is probably one of the most unexpected things she will get to witness. Hits you like woah!! but feels like you want to let yourself handled like that and just ease off your neck to be razored off your precious locks. At this point you’re just at peakest realization that every lock onyour haed has to go no matter what and so you just give yourself whole and make sure you get shaved to the most smoothest and get stroked with the razor as many times as needed. “Ab ache se ustraa maar maarke mund do mujhe. Haan utaaro.. baal utaardo poora.. let me see how am losing all that beautiful hair i had just a while ago.” And for someone like me seeing this, “aise hi hona chahiye saali.. poora baal leke how she was feeling like a princess about herself.. mund do saali ko ek dum mundi kass ke pakad ke. Sab dekhna chahiye ye. Yaad reh jaayega ki kaise ghinone tarike se tear sabke saamne mundan hua. Dekh idhar dekh.. ab utaar iske baal. Mulayam baal leke jo tune apne aap ko jo feel kiya.. ki kya lag hoon aur mere baal itne pyaare hai.. wo wala flaunting yaad kar aur apna mundan hote hue dekh. Saali ganji.. Mundi neeche karke nikal yaha se.”

Mera sar teen taraf se ganja ho chuka tha ya yun kaho mai almost 75% ganji ho chuki thi. Ab main mirror me dekh sakti thi. Mere theek peeche khade paani waale ko jo mujhe peeche se ganji hote dekh raha tha. Tabhi naayi ne mera sar saamne se neeche jhukaya aur mere sar ke theek saamne se ustraa chale laga.. aur thad thad karke mere sunhere baal mere face ko choote hue neeche gir rahe the. Uff main unhe neeche girta hue dekh rahi thi.. aisa lag raha tha jaise maine apne baaol ko koi saza di hai jo bechaare aise mere sar se neeche gir rahe hai. Bas kuch pal mai naayi ne mera sar ganja dar diya aur aakhri baalon ki lat neeche giri toh maine apna muh upar utha kar mirror me dekha.. mera chamakta hua gora sar mirror me dikh raha tha.. uff.. maine pehli baar khud ko bina baalon ke dekha. yakeen nahi hua ki yeh mai hu ganji. Tabhi naayi mere peeche gaya aur meri choti ke liye usne jo baal choode the usne uske aas paas ustraa chalya aur mujhse kehta ki choti lambi rakhoon ya choti? Maine kaha ab toh kuch bhi rakh kya farak padta hai. Then maine bola bhayya jaise aapko theek lage apne hisaab se kar do. Naayi bola theek hai aur mere peeche se bache baalon ko usne apne hisaab se length de di. Then naayi ne ek brush liya aur mere baal jhaade aur mai chupchaap shrmayi aur ghabrayi brush se apne baal nikalwa rahi thi aur khud ko baar baar mirror me dekh rahi thi.

Saamne se ustraa chalwana is probably the best part cause you get to see now in full acceptance mode and little self psycotic expression. “Yes.. mund do ye zulfiein mere saamne. I need to see everything fall on my lap and make sure that either see those locks slip away in a one fluid motion as a good pile is almost at the edge of falling on my feet and on the footpath at the same time. Mere saare baal. Mundwa diya gaya saala.” As someone who’s supervising “dekh tere baalon ke pictures aur videos.. ye dekh tera sundar wala pony” making you watch them as the last few front locks are razored away. “Kitne sundar baal the re tere. Tune toh mundan karwa daala, Dekhna tere kitne saare sundar aale kaale baal and just see here how nicely you were enjoying your freshly combed hair here. Uff kitni pyaari lag rahi thi yaar.. tere zulfein.. le.. gaya aakhri lat.”

Mai bohot ajeeb lag rahi thi bina baalon ke kyuki aaj tak bina baalon ke maine khud ko dekha nai tha.. dekhna chodo.. socha bhi nai tha. Ab mai aas paas dekhne ki himmat bhi nai kar sakti thi. Mujhe pata tha sab ki nazrein mujhe hi dekh rahi hogi. Rashmi ab ghar kaise jaayegi tu. Bas yehi mere mind me chal raha tha. Tabhi naayi ne mere ganje sar pe paani se spray kia toh mujhe hosh aaya ki picture abhi baaki hai. Mujhe ek dum se thanda thand alaga, kyunki aaj tak takle sar pe paani ka yeh ehsaas kaisa hota hai, kabhi ehsaas hi nahi hua tha.

It will be brutal to face the same crowd you did a while ago while you had hair. The craving to let the ustraa run on your head especially in the scorching heat made you really enjoy the process to the core but there are consequences to go through once the razor stops. You step back from paradise and get back to see the massacre done for yourself once you look around. But in those moments, you won’t let the razoring to ever stop until it’s borderline dangerous for the skin. Just peeled to the limit with no shame. Of course she will have to get a re shave done to get her tuft of choti shaved off. But for now, everyone will see you get up soon and just see how all of your pretty locks are strewn about on the footpath.. almost dry and ready to flow away with a gust of wind as you watch and just begin to realize a little that it would have been nice to have hair and be like ” Yaaar.. mere baal.” Begin to loathe yourself watching all the good hair moments as your smooth shiny locks are around the chair as they move around a little in like multiple latein freshly shaved away from your head.

Then naayi ne ek shaving cream ki tube uthayi aur usne mere sar per rakhi aur ek shaving brush lia aur usko ek katori me paani tha usme dip karke mere sar pe ragadne laga. Maine poocha.. “bhayya yeh toh shaving cream hai jis se shave karte hai aadmiyon ki.. yeh sar pe kyu laga rahe ho??” Naayi kehta “madam aapne hi toh kaha tha ki sar ek dum chikna kar dena toh usi ke liye yeh shaving cream laga raha hoon. Iske baad sar ekdum smooth aur thanda ho jaayega.” Ab mai usko kya kahoon ki mai sharam se mari jaa rahi hoon. Mere paas bolne ke liye kuch tha bhi nahi because bola bhi maine hi tha. Then naayi ne mere sar par shaving cream lagani shuru kar di aur main chupchaap apne sar me shaving cream lagwa rahi thi. Naayi ne kareeb ek do minute tak mere sar pe brush se shaving cream laga raha tha. Usna kaafi shaving cream mere sar pe lagane ke baad shaving brush rakha aur apne haath saaf karke usne apne ustre me blade nikalke naya blade lagane laga. Main usko ustre ka blade change karte hue dekh rahi thi aur phir maine mirror me khud ko dekha. Mere poore sar pe shaving cream lagi hui thi. Poora sar mera white shaving cream se bhara hua tha. Uff.. maine aaj kya hi kara liya apne saath yeh soch kar hi main pagal ho rahi thi. Upar se bus stand pe khade log mai jaanti hoon mujhe hi dekh rahe honge pakka bas mere peeche mud kar dekhne ki der hai ki sabhi pakka mujhe hi dekh rahe honge. I know.. tabhi naayi ne apne ustre ka blade change kiya aur mere paas aa gaya aur mujhse kehta hasta hua .. madam bus stand pe khade almost sabhi log appko dekh rahe hai. Yeh sun kar toh main paani paani ho gayi.

Can almost imagine a girl like that just sitting still with nothing to say than just almost quietly obey because low key you or me who’s watching it doesn’t want this to end and it’s like “yeah.. ok.. karo ab ache se.. ustraa firwate raho because shame has peaked here especially after it’s confirmed that EVERYBODY is watching. And who doesn’t want to miss watching a nice hot girl get shaved in the middle of a busy road. And she came with complete shame while she was about to be shaved again knowing the fac that she will watched now by everyone without a doubt.And like she said “chup chaap karwana hai”. Indeed again comparing to the locks she had just few weeks ago.. to a footpath shave, shaving cream lagwate with her head bobbing slightly and as she watches this in the most dejected expression, with sometimes watching her thick black smooth locks, it will be quite the scene to remember once the hair grows back and the strokes remind you what can be done that will bring absolute shame.

Tabhi naayi mere sar ke peeche jaa kar khada ho gaya aur mere sar ko peeche ki ore uthaya aur mere maathey se ustraa chalana shuru kar diya. Yoon kaho ki wo ulta ustraa mere sar pe chalane laga. Aur mere maathe se lekar mere sar ke peeche tak ustraa chala raha tha jiski khirr khirr khrrr ki awawaz mere kaano me aa rahi thi. Mai chup chaap apne sar pe ustraa firwati rahi aur wo bhi ulta. Naayi ne mere left side mere left side se bhi neeche ustraa chala shuru kiya aur upar tak firata raha aur same usne right side se bhi kia.

What a beautiful way to be more raw and unexpected that she’s again surprised by how this shave was happening. It will be more coarser agains the grain and she almost has to be held tight by the head to really get the blade scrape away every single bit of hair she has. To pull back by the head and be watched by everyone while this is happening to you.. id don’t even have words to explain how terribly humiliating it will be at that moment. But it has to be done and usko tab tak karwana hai until the barber says so he’s done. And you close your eyes for the harhder part of the strokes as your scalp is pulled very tight and she gets it all done.. chup chaap.

Aur phir mere sar par haath fira kar check karne laga hahi koi halka saa bhi baal toh nai hai. Aur mujhe kehta ki ek baar aap bhi check karlo. Maine apna ek haath apne ganje sar pe rakha aur rakhte hi mujhe laga jaise maine kisi wax hui skin pe haath rakha hai. Itna smooth head wo bhi mera mujhe believe hi nahi hua. Maine apne haath ko apne sar ke chaaro ore firaya aur mujhe maza bhi aa raha tha. Aisa maine pehle kabhi experience nahi kia tha. Maine acche se teen chaar baar apne ganje sar pe haath firaya.

Silent expression with rubbing the head.. ganji ho gayi wo..uska mundan ho gaya hai. Saare baal hatwa diye isne.. sunhere kaale ghane baal.. can never get over she’s being served like she should be for that head of hair. Ek baar toh bhi aise bithaake sir mundwana hai iska.

Mujhe sach me bohot acha laga, Mirror me maine dekha sar chamak raha tha. Mere aur mere haath me beech beech me meri choti aati. Maina kaha bhayya choti abhi nahi hata sakte kya? Naayi bola madam maine pehle hi kaha tha ki agar choti rakhni toh sar ganja mat karao. I said nahi wo baat nahi. Then naayi kehta ki do din baad hata dena. I said chalo koi baat nahi. Maine kaha ek baar mujhe dikha do choti kaise rakhi hai aapne. Naayi ne ek chote se mirror me mujhe mera peeche se sar dikhaya. OMG badi ajeeb lag rahi thi main. Mujhe laga koi pandit hai. Choti thodi badi aur moti thi. Par kya kar sakte hai. Then naayi ne bola theek hai sar chikna kiya aur kya karu. I said nai bohot achha kia hai aapne. Then naayi ne mere upar se cape hataya aur cape hatate hi maine apne aap ko alag hi room me dekha jin kapdo me mai aayi thi baalon ke saath ab wahi kapde ganje sar ke saath bade alag lag rahe the. Then maine apne ganje sar pe phir haath firaya aur chote chote baal apne face se hatane lagi. Tabhi naayi kapda jhaadte hue mujhse kehta madam ek baat kahu. I said bolo. Kehta ki aap bina baalon ke bhi bohot sundar lag rahe ho. Meri maano toh aap apna sar mundwa kar rakho. Aap bohot achhi lagogi. I said thank you bhayya. Ab mai kursi pe baithi thi meri himmat nahi ho rahi thi ki yahan se kaise kahdi ho jaau.. wo bhi ganji.. aur peeche choti bhi rakhwali thi maine. Per ghar toh jaana tha hi. Then maine naayi se kaha ki bhayya mai tho di der aur baith jaati hoon yaha pe. Jab tak auto nahi aata. Naayi kehta koi baat nahi. Auto aata hai toh mai aapke liye rukwa leta hoon. Then maine kaha ki actually pehli baar ganji hiu hoon toh thodi sharm aa rahi hai. Naayi kehta hai samajhta hoon.

Mundan ho gaya na uska.. ache se baal hote toh full on baal aur mundi ghuma gumake chalti. Ab wo ganji ho chuki ahi. Chup chaap mundi ek dum neeche rakh ke chalegi. (This is how i actually feel with everyone around me knowing about this and i just have to live with it no matter what and just accept that everybody bloody knows and you’re stuck until it’s said so that am good and i don’t know when that would happen.)

Mai phir bhi ek baar kursi se khadi hui aur apne kapde theek kiye. Tabhi meri nazar saamne bus stand pe khade logon pe padi aur uss lady pe bhi. Sabhi ke sabhi mujhe dekhte dekhte jaa rahe the. Even kuch log aur aa gaye the bus ke liye wo bhi aur woh paani wala toh mujhe hi dekhe jaa raha tha. Mai sharam se nazar bhi nahi mila paa rahi thi kisi se. Tabhi ek auto aaya aur naayi ne mere liye rukwa liya, Maine jhat se apna mobile liya aur naayi ko paise diye. Aur auto tak bas jaise taise pahunchi. Sabhi ke sabhi mujhe dekh kar has rahe the.. uff. Aur mai fatafat auto me ganji baith gayi.

Garmi aur naayi dekh ke control nai kar paayi aur isne mundan karwa liya. Ustraa firwake sir pe nikal padi and people cans till see how much of her hair she shaved off in the most impromptu manner. Bohot baal the iske.. people who must have spoke to her upclose would definitely could not have ignored even for one bit. She had so much hair that it kept covering her face with all the loose hair she had and must have observed her setting her hair constantly and must have thought “Hmm her hair is actually nice”. And she shaved them all off. Not even a single bit of chance was given to keep some hair left.. ulta ustraa firwa diya sadak pe baith ke.

Auto waale ne mujhe dekha aur kuch der tak dekhte reh gaya because mai bilkul ganji aur peeche choti, yeh dekh kar uska dhyaan mujhse hata hi nahi so i said bhayya chalo. The usne apna auto start kiya aur waha se nikal gayi.