Friday, June 23, 2017

Dear Bangs

Dear bangs, you make me look happy. 

When I have you, I look in the mirror and I know that I have got a hairstyle that is far from boring. Suddenly, even a white t shirt and jeans look like a complete outfit. And after a week or two,  when you finally settle down,  with each and every strand of hair knowing exactly the side they need to lie on, I am the one that looks the most rested. 

Everything is good and rosy and French chic till I decide to grow you out. The same strands of hair, they hurt when I try to put them right where they belonged all their lives. And this is followed by the torture of countless hair clips that I use everyday to tame you, begging you to grow fast. 

Then I see good hairstyle ideas everywhere, on Google, fashion blogs, movies, neighbours, everywhere. But I need to wait because it ain't the time yet. 

Dear bangs, you are like a handsome man I fell in love with. Some day I will grow out of you. Till then, I will write my way into sleep.

The pictures were taken in Bombay. Shilpi and I had some time to kill. Please follow me on GFC and Facebook and Instagram if you like reading the blog.