During the course of one’s life, there are days when you would feel like running away. Running from situations, things and most likely from people. On many occasions I have felt like escaping into thin air and have wished for myself to become invisible to people. Just yesterday I was feeling like this and I almost ran away, looking down, hoping that nobody was seeing me.
Now this is not a usual feeling with me, but it does happen to me once a month. On such days I feel a bit of colour to could add magic to my lacklustre life and it calls for external intervention to help me cope with the grey matters.
I would like to blame it to my genes. The trouble started for me really early in life and to be honest, it would be an utter lie if I make it sound like, as if it’s just me having this big issue in my life. In fact everyone eventually reaches a stage in their life, when they would have to deal with such a situation just like I am currently in.
With time and a quite a bit of grey hair I have learned how to cope with this issue. The timeless and 100% natural Henna. It’s almost a ritual, a forced one at that, I have to colour my hair once a month. While the application is actually quite easy - I just have make my head available to the capable hands of parlour attendants. The real problem is the waiting game after the application - coming back home with a pile of cow-dung lookalike on my head.
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Once the hair is nicely packed in henna, it looks like I have undergone a brain surgery (which I am constantly encouraged to undertake by a number of people) or just returned from Mars visiting relatives. Camouflaging with a scarf makes things look even bad – the most adventurous part is getting from the cark park to the apartment - I have overtime mastered the look-down-run-from-car-to-house routine and artfully dodging friends or neighbours.
Whoever said beauty comes from within clearly did not have grey hair issues ( and probably bald). For us women life is so tough, get out eyebrows done, get waxing, colour our hair and put on a beautiful smile. On days like this I really wish to be a man and sport the clean look just like my better half, at least would save me the embarrassment of getting caught sporting weird headgear.