MESSY TRESSES
After many deliberations and deep meditative thinking, I reached the final decision. The ground study had begun a few months ago. I checked with my friends for their recommendations on the right place and affordable price. The collected data was collated, and I chose the location with the maximum recommendations. In the meantime, I tried to pry from my best half a little help in decision making. I devised ingenious methods to catch him off guard into giving me a different reply—no such luck. The husband was smarter than I. Morning evening or lunchtime drinks time, TV time, every time the same answer, (i.e. whenever he paid attention to my ramblings) "You want to do it, then do!" So, I decided to have a haircut! I hated going to the beauty salons. I did not particularly appreciate being scrutinised by the Goddesses who work in a salon. With the highbrow, they looked down upon me, clicking their tongues in disapproval. Anyways I didn't dare to chop my mane like... The...