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A BAD HAIR DAY(S)

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What happened to your hair ? Well ...I had a haircut! But why? Oh ...I was bored so just chopped it off ! But who would cut such  lengthy, healthy hair? I would...and I did .. didn't like people staring at the long hair with a few grey strands jutting out, while talking to me. Is that the look you are going for !?! Is going under the scissors and getting your hair chopped short like a boy the solution? The parlor lady was aghast at my request. Had to cajole her to cut my hair, can you believe it? I just don't like to go to the beauty salons, these totally made up girls (using up all the beauty products)have opinions about your skin type, the hair texture, the eyebrow shape and what not. I used the salons for services on my face and head alone, else she would have condemned every part  of my body! Yeah I know, I am not the epitome of perfection, I have survived this long with these imperfections. There has been no dearth of admirers either(wink wink)! So keep your opin...

CONNECTING LIVES

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God works wonders in many ways. As the saying goes " marriages are made in heaven"  The instruments in making that happen are varied.  Let me tell u a cute little love story. A young man with dreams in his eyes and hopes in his mind was idling away at home feeling a little bored . Just then he heard the black big telephone, a status symbol of the select few let out a shrill "tring tring" . With studied nonchalance he lifted the receiver and bellowed a " Hello" .The voice on the other side, sounded like music to his ears, lady on the other side asked for a person. Knowing it was a wrong call but not wanting to break the connection with the musical voice, he continued the conversation and jokingly said - the person you ask for does not live here but I do and am willing to offer my services to you, my young lady. The voice sounded perplexed and having realized that she had dialed a wrong number, apologized and was about to cut the line. Our Hero q...

PENNING MY THOUGHTS

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I was bemused when my friend showed her son's certificate of ‘pen licence’ , it was the first I heard the term. She explained that her son’s school, which follows British curriculum, awards each milestone with a certificate and makes it a celebration. Big deal for the kids and parents alike, akin to getting a driving licence or college graduation. This got me thinking about my school days and the first time we were allowed to use pens, strictly fountain pens only and not these ball point or gel pens which you get for a dime a dozen. I vaguely remember that somewhere during the 5th or 6th grade I bought my first pen.  I posted a message in all my WA groups asking if they remembered their transition to pens from pencils.The answers received were similar to the recent legislative assembly results, with no clear mandate. Some said 4th grade others in 6th grade, a friend explained in 4.5 i.e. in the last term of the 4th grade, another one said 8th grade. He i...