Hairy Tale

My hair is one of the most misleading things about me. Just because it's long or because I always simply plait it, people seem to get hopeful that I'm a very religious or in general, a lady conforming to all traditions. Sometimes I can just plainly see these opinions forming in their eyes and I so wish to tell them that I'm none of those things and that they will be sorely disappointed if they rely on me.

I keep my hair long because well, I was like born with it. I know there are many who would love to have it, people young and old, men and women, known and unknown stop me and ask about it and talk about their own and it feels good.People predicted its fall at different stages of my life based on their own experiences; when I joined the hostel, when I lived in Hyderabad, when my children were born and when it remained strong after childbirth, someone even said it would surely fall when the kid started smiling! So it's defied so many odds and I'm pretty proud of it. Of course I have frustations with it, like not being able to go out on the days I wash it, being left out of all the group activities of different hairdos, having trouble with my neck etc.And as I said I want to cut it short someday just to see myself differently but I'm sure that it'll grow back. It always has.