#DovePlay: Befriending My Hair

This beautiful song from Dove got me dreaming. Dreaming about lustrous long hair. Lustrous long hair that cascades over my shoulders. Cascades over shoulders and does not get tangled and messy. Oh see, the train of thoughts. Ah, wishful thinking. 

Then there are Rekha's two beautiful braids! They too keep making an appearance off and on. Sigh!
What? You don't know the story of the braids? Did I never tell you all how infinitely jealous I was of Rekha's awesome long braids in the movie Khoobsurat! Every time I come across the movie, besides the beautiful songs, it is just her hair styles that attract all my attention. And in the movie, more often than not, she is shown sporting this same braided hairstyle.

Miss Goody-Two-Braids

As a school girl I so longed to have long hair - long hair tied up in two beautiful braids, with red satins ribbons adorning them. I so longed to play with them, shifting them across the shoulders, making false moustaches with them or just playfully toying with them absent-mindedly.  Too bad that my mother thought short hair were easier to look after and were less coming consuming when one had to get ready for school - one hurried swoosh of the comb and you were done. All my pleading to let me grow my hair would fall on deaf ears and a quick trip to the hair salon once a month would ensure that I had my hair neatly chopped and all in place, like a good school girl. 

And then that short hair so became me that I took it in my stride - my cropped hair style, or rather the lack of it. But then off and on, the deep desire to have lustrous long hair stirs around in some deep dark corner of both mind and heart and tries its best to make its presence felt. More so when I see women with beautiful hair flaunting their crowning glories, playing with them - so confident, so proud.

It is then again that the wishful thinking makes a comeback. I say wishful thinking for lustrous long hair cascading over my shoulders is a distant dream for now. I had really short hair till about a few months ago, and its only now that they have started to touch my shoulders. Despite my best efforts at growing them long and strong, the results, I must confess, have been far from satisfactory. The hair seems to be growing at snail's pace and that too sans any cheer - they look dull and drab, lacklustre to be more precise.

They are far far off from the  dreams I have had about them. But then this playful melodious song from Dove has now got me all motivated. May be redemption is near, and may be my hair will live and grow - and grow beautiful and healthy at that. So that one day I will tie them in two beautiful braids, adorn them with satin ribbons and will play with them - shifting them across my shoulders, making false moustaches and what not. :)

This post is written for the Dove Go Play blogging drive on Indiblogger, in association with Dove.
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