A tale of few spikes.

Few accidents lead life to miserable condition, when everyone in society is ready to raise his/her finger against you. When you have no support in society and you feel like pernicious species. You have been throwing out of everything just because of one mistake. As per one bollywood dialogue “aadmi ko apni image banana mai puri age lag jati hai , per gavane k liye sirf ek mauke ki jarurat hoti hai”.

Ok , kill the suspense nothing has happened as such to me, the only thing which I tried was HAIRCUT, a simple haircut. Is it wrong to have haircut in democratic nation like India, I am just enjoying my rights nothing else.

I went to barber shop to have haircut. Errr. Let me tell you one thing, I am now 23 and I have never changed my hair style , I am using the same since my mumma gifted a comb to play. I think she was highly confused about my learning abilities, which she later discovered that I am not normal but an abnormal one. Ok coming back to the topic. so, I told him to trim my hair but not too short.

Moreover, as per my habit I bring out my mobile to do SMS to my friends. Gosh did I tell you because of my chatting abilities my mom once remarked me that “ARE YOU BEING PAID BY ANYONE TO SPEAK THIS MUCH”. In addition, once one of my friends became humble and requested me to remain silent for few minutes :(. So I was busy in chatting throughout the cutting session. Moreover, unfortunately the person who was cutting my hair was of same genre of mine. He was chatting with his colleagues. So we two were chatting here and there. Finally after 15 minutes he told me to have a look… oh my, was it me. :O ???

I argued. “Did I tell you to cut this much of hairs. :x” and blah blah blah blah.

He became numb for few seconds and finally concluded that a new hairstyle will do better. So he chopped some more to give new EESHTYLE… :(

Suddenly I realized that my hairs had a height equivalent to the height of grass on a soccer field after a soccer match.

Ok, I came out from the shop because it was partially my mistake too. First thing which I did after it was to buy a hair gel , so that I could give a look to this down to earth hairs.

Now another problem was which look. Should I go for spikes or just down hairs?

To make my condition more hell, I watched TAARE ZAMEEN PER and seriously amir was looking good in throughout the movie. In addition, to make hell out of me, he was in Spikes. One of my favorite options after such tragic accident.

People laughed on me like any thing, ok spikes seldom look good on round faces. But, for spheres like me, it wasn’t looking good. And few of the comments were:

1) Abbey bhes char gayi kya baalo ko… (did buffalo enjoy and ate your hairs.)

2) Yeh suar ki pooch jaise cutting kyu karva li.(why did you have this pig’s tail like haircutting)

3) Raham kha , please go and borrow wig, if not for you at least for people in your vicinity.

4) Did you pay for this, or chopped your hairs by your own scissors.

5) You r looking damn cool man, but such hairstyle looks good on other planets not on earth.

6) Etc

There were so many more comments, including a few one, which are famously known as “GALIYAN” on Indian subcontinent.

I thought people living in my vicinity are GHATIS and have no knowledge of changing trend of world. So I uploaded a few of my pictures on orkut or show a few of my pictures to my friend on yahoo chat etc. seriously , people in my vicinity are more dignified than on internet. A few of ‘em promised me to keep this picture to make fear in the mindset of their children. A few promised to show this picture to show to their girl friends to show that god becomes sometime too miserable. A few linked my profile pictures to worst picture of human breed they have ever seen on internet.

After getting such a nice review of my hairs, I had no other option but to watch the growth of my hairs like any mother who keeps her eyes on growth of her child after delivery.

Time passed like anything, but :( unfortunately my hairs’ growth started reflecting the growth of any poor African nation. And till today they are still at the same condition. :( sob sob.

Not every story has good ending. :( this is the one with same ending.

M.A.D

i.e.

Mr. Ashish Dixit