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Village woman haircut and love story with barber

REKHA. She is heroine of the story. She is basically form poor family. She and her mother only in her family. They live in a small village. Her mother is a daily labor. So she is concentrate in her study. So in her +2 board exam she got a first mark in her school and her ambition is she wants to become a computer engineer. But nobody help to her. Finally her class teacher decided to help her. But she got a seat in Chennai and selects Science College and joined computer science department. So she packing her things and start travel to Chennai and she staying in college hostel. 

REKHA. She is not so fair. But she is what color and looks cute and homely girl and she has long and thick hair till her waist length. 

SHEELA. She is high class family girl and native is Coimbatore. Also she got a same college and shared a room with REKHA. Sheela is modern girl and she has below shoulder length hair. Both of introduce themselves and they are being close friends. Twice in a month sheela goes to the parlor and doing threading and facial. 4 or 3 month once she is doing her cut. Some times trim and some times change style. Now she has round shape below the shoulder length hair. Whenever she goes to parlor she took rekha together with her. But she is just watching only what sheela doing. 

RISHI. He is the owner of the parlor. He is an orphan. He has done fashion technology. But love to run the beauty parlor for the past two year. So now sheela is regular customer to his parlor. Day by day his parlor getting good name and famous for bob cut. So lot of college girls goes to his parlor and getting different type of haircuts and charge is compare to other parlor very low. That’s the reason also his parlor is famous to young girls. First in his parlor 5 employees worked. Now he change is parlor Hi-tech and 10 employees working. All are professionally well talented beauticians. All are girls. 

Every Friday is holiday for his parlor. But he spend full day in parlor .When sheela come first time to his parlor that day holiday. He told sheela to today holiday and come tomorrow. But she convenience him and get trim and facial that day. Rekha also come together with sheela. Sheela is just watching what sheela getting. After that onwards sheela and rishi is being close friends. 

When second year college starts that time rekha’s sponsor her teacher died. Now she is helpless and she thought her study finished this level and her ambition won’t come true. So she is crying more and only staying hostel and don’t go college for a week. Sheela convenience her and told I will pay our semester fees. But she is refused. So she is packing her things and ready to go her village. In that time sheela cell is ringing and she heard a good news. She told to rekha hey, one unknown person paid your two year college and hostel feel totally. But rekha not believe that and had doubt on sheela. And she asked straightly to sheela I think u only paid my college and hostel fee. Tell the truth. But sheela refused and told if I paid the fees means only I can paid one semester and hostel fees. Then how can I paid total two year amount? 

So rekha went to hostel warden room and asked about her paid hostel fees. Warden told she got a ‘demand draft” and one letter. In that letter had written pls accept this amount for rekha two year hostel fees. So I accept that amount and receipt ur name. so ur free now. Then rekha went to college and asked account department. They also told same too. 

After that she is concentrate more in study and daily she is paying for unknown person who settled her two year fees. Also often in Friday rekha and sheela goes to parlor and sheela only getting trim and facial. Days are moving fast and sheela and rekha are finished them fifth semester exams. That time rekha hair is grown till her butt. After opening sixth semester one Friday sheela and rekha goes to parlor. Rishi asked how is ur study going on? Sheela told yeah going well and you know till fifth semester rekha got 
92 % in our college. Then rishi congrats to rekha. 

Rishi asked to sheela now ur r going to finish ur studies. Then y don’t u change ur hair style? Sheela replied I thought I want to change but also I have shoulder length hair. If I go still short means it will suit to me? Rishi replied to sheela, hey my parlor is famous for bob cut. If u ok means I give u super bob cut. Sheela asked bob cut will suit me? Rishi told ‘yes’ and I will make u stylish bob cut. But one thing, after this cut u will look so cute and sexy. If u k means I will give that cut. Sheela laughed and said ‘ok’. Rekha is thinking rishi will make sheela sexy cut. Also she is eager to watching that. 

Rishi told come to my personal cabin. Both follow him and entered his personal room. It was fully decorated and modern design. Having three high cost rolling cushion chair and beauty equipments. Rishi told only close friends only I will allow this room. Still now one only friend has come to this room. But she is now married. After that u and rekha only entered this room. Sheela said thanks to rishi. In this time two and half year rishi is speaking only with sheela. Few and less words only speak with rekha. Also like his behavior and gentleness. 

Rishi told rekha sit in chair and sheela sit. He cover a new rose color velvet cloth to sheela and again ask after this cut u will look so sexy. So think and say ur decision. Sheela told ‘ok’. Rishi open the drawer and took some scissors and different type of combs and dryer, hair bands. He comb her hair and tied a rubber band between neck and above the shoulder level and did short pony tail. He took the scissor and cut the hair. After few cuts her ponytail gone. Now he shakes her hair well and sprayed water on her hair and he doing the hair separate by hair band. Then he told sheela bend ur head forward. Sheela bend her head. Now rishi comb her hair down from left side ear to right side ear level. Then he start to cut her nape hair. Sheela feel exciting and rekha also. Because rekha watching first time real bob cut with nape cut. Back side hair is totally trimmed. Now he removed the hair band part by part and comb her hair. Now he come to left side and start to cut hair. Sheela only hearing the hair cut sound only scchhh schhhh. 

Hair is falling her leg and cloth. Now he cut her right side hair. He getting hair by comb and correct by finger and cut the hair. Top side hair also little cut. . Finally he come to back side again and comb well her hair and cut her hair left side mostly. And giving curved cut. Now he cut back right side hair and doing just trim. Finally he shakes her hair well and removed that cover and removing the cutter hair. Rekha thought he is cut even hair in back side. Then he told sheela sit in wash tub and he shampoos her hair and again told sit in rolling chair. He is drying her hair and at the same time he also making her hair stylish by rolling comb and giving bouncing to her hair. Finally he finishes his work. Now sheela seeing her face in front of the mirror. She is smiling and feel happy. Because seeing front see look normal bob cut. But seeing back side looking sexy bouncing bob. Because lest side hair is till neck level and right side hair is 2 inch long then left side. With curved. Now only sheela understand rishi word why he told after cut u look so sexy. 

Rekha asked to rishi could u cut my hair till waist level. Rishi look rekha and told long hair only show u look cute and homely. May I do trim 2 inch. but don’t cut waist level. But rekha told pls cut waist level. That means she will loss 6 inch hair. Rishi accept and told stand front of mirror and he took new stylish comb and imported scissor. Now he combs her hair and giving level to cut. Rishi start to cut her hair. Within one minute he did 6 inch cut and now rekha hair is waist level. After that sheela paid the amount for haircut for both. 

Next day both goes to college. All of her class mate surprised about sheela hair cut. Most of the friends told she look so sexy in this cut. Sheela get shy and feel proud herself. After few days their final semester exam dates are announced. They have only one week for exam date. At that time rekha received a parcel. It has one designer white color saree and one letter. 

In this letter has written like this. 

Hello rekha. When I see u first time with ur long hair I was fall in love with u. but I didn’t expose to u. because I thought if I expose it will disturb ur study. At that time I heard one bad news. Your sponsor died and u r helpless. So I decided to sponsor ur study. That’s y I paid ur two year hostel feel and college fees. After ur exam u will go u r village. I don’t know after that I will see u or not. That y now I have written this letter. I don’t know u will accept my love or refuse. But now I say truly and sincerely. 

“REKHA I LOVE YOU” 

“I WANT TO MARRY U” 

Hereafter whatever decision is ur wish. If u accept my love after exam u wear this saree. Then I will appear in front of u. 

Regards 

U R WELL WISHER AND 

U R LONG HAIR LOVER. 

But rekha confused. Because that parcel came from Chennai but have no from address. Only having from Chennai only. Sheela told to rekha I think he is might be a well-known person about u. that’s y he is doing drama like this. Rekha don’t care about that parcel and concentrate only in study. Their final exam also finished. Sheela told to rekha, hey now we r free. Shall we go shopping? Rekha said I am not interest. But sheela compel and took her away to shopping complex Sheela purchased cosmetics and perfumes. Rekha purchase two saree for her mother. After purchase then coming to hostel by scooty. Unfortunately a bike hit them scooty. Sheela got a scratch in hand and rekha got a bleeding in her forehead. So they went to hospital and doctor cleans the sheela scratch and giving three stitches in rekha’s forehead. Then doctor told u should take rest at least a week. Then they came to hostel. In this time all of the hostel girls gone to their home town. So rekha told to sheela shall we go our home town tonight? Sheela replied hey tomorrow is Friday. So we inform rishi and then we go hometown. Rekha accept. 

Friday morning sheela getting bath and wear new jean and tops. But for the past five days rekha didn’t was her dress. Because of accident and she get pain in forehead. So now she took bath and search the dress. All dress are unwashed. Sheela told to her hay u wear that new saree. But rekha afraid. Because if she wear this saree this is the symbol of accepting the unknown person love. So she refused. Sheela has only jeans and skirts. But rekha always wear saree and salwar only. Finally she decided to wear that new white color saree. Then both went to rishi parlor. Now rishi is smiled and asked r u ready to go ur home? They told s and rishi asked rekha u r so cute in this saree. She told thanks. 

Just now rishi watching rekha forehead stitchingmark. He asked what happen? Sheela told about that accident. Rekha told I feel not good in this stitching. Anyway thanks for giving haircut to us. Sheela and rekha if we get a chance again we meet. Shall we go? Rishi told to rekha, if u don’t mind may I give one suggestion? Rekha asked what? If u k means I will cover ur forehead stitching mark. Sheela ask what r u going to do? Rishi told rekha ok means only I can do something. 

Rekha said ‘ok’. Rishi told come to my room and they follow. Rishi told rekha pls sit this chair. She sit in the chair. Rekha was in open hair. Rishi took a white color velvet cloth and he covers rekha body. Now he come front to rekha and watching her face. Rekha also watching his face first time directly long time. Then he open the drawer he took scissor and comb. Rekha asked him what r u going to do? He replied I am going to bang cut u? Sheela getting excitement and rekha getting shy. She refuses to bang cut. 

Rishi seeing her face some time and told just ‘please’. Rekha not replied. Just being silent. So now rishi comb her hair and front side of the hair partially pull and leaving front side. That hair is cover rekha totally. Now he cut the front hair till chin. That cutting hair is falling in her leg. Then he correct the hair and comb front side. He told rekha close ur yes now. Rekha closed her eyes. He starts to cut front hair till eye brows level. Now rekha got super bang cut. Now he sprayed the water in front hair and drying with roller comb. It make bang cut in curl. Now he told finished the cut. Rekha seeing her face in front of the mirror. She is surprised. Because this bang cut made her so beautiful. Sheela praised rishi for super bang cut. Rekha smiled and said thanks. 

Rishi open another drawer and take one beautiful rose. He come front of rekha and told “REKHA I LOVE U”. Rekha getting shocked. Then rishi told he is the sponsor of her. Rekha is crying silently and she is sit the waiting chair. Rishi is not saying anything more. Then sheela asked rekha what happen? Rekha not replied. Then rishi come close to rekha and told if I hurt u sorry. Forgive me. Rekha whispered her tear and come close to rishi and hug him tightly. Rishi understand rekha accept his love. 
Rishi kiss on her bang cut many more times. Sheela also feel happy. Finally rekha asked rishi if I didn’t come here today what would u do? He replied tomorrow I will come to u r home town and ask ur mother I want to marry ur daughter. Rekha surprised and hug him more tightly and kiss his face many times. Rishi told, hey rekha in this bang cut u look like angel. Rekha get shy. Sheela teasing rishi. 

Then they are leaving from parlor and rishi pick up them to the bus stand. First sheela got but to her hometown. She told bye and invite me for ur marriage. Then rekha got bus and she start to travel to her hometown. Then rekha got a job in Software Company. Her ambition becomes true now. After six month rishi and rekha got married.

Newly married woman haircut in barbershop part-2

But I was wrong…

It was 7:30 in morning, my shop was just opened for customer and I receive one of my favorite customer…the new mother who had her hair trimmed last time in my shop.

I could see her as I sat inside my shop, as she walked towards my shop from other side of road. She was wearing the same yellow Salwar, and her hair was held in a pony which reached below her mid back now. I welcomed her as she entered.

She smiled, “You recognize me?”

I said, “Yeah, very few woman customer you know…trim?”

She laughed, “Barbershop is not that bad for haircut I think but earlier I thought different…”

I replied, “So tell your friends about it…and…”

She removed her clip as she said cutting me in middle, “Yeah, the regular one please, not like last time”

I replied, “Two inches off, okay?”

She agreed turning her hair towards me.

I picked the comb and inserting it in her hair combed it thoroughly. Then marking with the finger at her breast length. She nodded in agreement.

After combing for last time, I took the scissor and kept it little above her ends and started cutting it…kaachchchch…chch…chch. I cut it quite ruthlessly taking no break from left to right.

I again combed her hair and then tuned her towards mirror. She acknowledged it. I then dusted her clothes and asked for her clip.

She passed it to me. I combed her hair one last time, then collected the hair in a pony at her neck…for tying it with clip.

Her hair was very thick at top and heavy growth I could see in her nape. I asked her, “Do you want me to reduce the volume?”

She was confused to answer it…I explained, “Don’t worry your length would not be reduced, I will be using thinning scissor”

She agreed hesitantly, “Yeah… I have time for it…yeah okay do it”

I told her, “You have to sit in barber’s chair for it”

She smiled as she took the seat. It was big chair for her.

I smiled at her saying, “First time in barber’s chair?”

“No, no I have many experience in parlor, but those were not so big”

I answered back as I searched for the thinning scissors in cabinet, “Those aren't true barber’s chair you know”

She smiled. I continued, “You must had last sat on them in your childhood.

She said gently, “Well yes, I don’t remember much…but dad used to take me to a barbershop, I had to sat on a plank kept on it”

I questioned, “You never got haircut sitting normally in a barber’s chair?”

She answered, “Honestly…no”

I said, “Whoa! Means you have been to barbershop last at what max age of 12”

She replied slowly, “Well 11 actually. And hey I came to your shop 3 months back”

I didn't said anything, but kept on searching for the thinning scissor. She continued to tell, “Well I started growing in long after that, mom used to trim it at home then. Then I start going to parlor at age of 16, and you know…so no barbershop visit”

At last I find it. I said, “Welcome back to barber’s shop then” I then signaled her to sit comfortably.

Then turning the wheels slowly, I bent the support of chair as done during shaving beard of males. She was distressed, but didn’t said anything. I bent her as much as possible, so she was almost in lying position, her hair hanged loosed from the chair.

She said slowly again, “Never knew, thinning is done like this in barbershop”

I replied, “Well actually nobody gets their volume reduced here, everybody gets a haircut. Do you know these thinning shears are actually brand new even though I got them few years back?”

I then collected her hair in pony at her base of neck with left hand and sat on the floor for better grip, then touching the thinning shears at her pony base applied pressure to the scissor. Few strands fell. I again changed my grip and ran it at different place.

I continued doing that till I was satisfied. The floor below was covered with not much of hair, if I would have combed a lady with hair fall problem, I think same amount of hair would be collected.

I then straightened the chair to normal sitting position, and then with a comb spread her hair, as if I am going to cut it. I then put a towel on her shoulders, and then sectioned her hair from front to back in five sections. Taking the first section from back, I inserted the thinning scissor near her scalp, and cut it. I did the same with four sections, and then I moved to front doing the same, but she asked, “Can you do bangs?”

I was little surprised, “You want bangs?”

She replied, “yeah, if you can do it”

I didn’t said anything, I just kept the thinning scissor and picked comb, brought some more hair to front section and combed it straight across her face, such that her face got covered.

I then picked regular scissors and asked, “Short bang or long?”

She replied, “Medium”

I placed the scissor just above her eyebrows which were well threaded and kaachchchch…chch, her hair went down to her lap. I continued cutting, as I chopped more, her face revealed, eyes tightly closed and an expression of excitement.

After my scissors passed through she opened her eyes. She smiled seeing her face and then the hair on her lap.

I said, “I should have used the cape…” as I combed her hair to remove cut locks from her hair.

She then put her hair in a pony then a bun and said, “Thanks for reducing the volume, its look nice now”

I said, taking control her hair from her, holding her hair high at top of her head, “your nape should be shaved…”

She didn’t replied, I continued, “clean nape makes ponies look beautiful you know…”

I didn’t waited for her reply, but started adjusting the towel on her shoulder. Then collected all the hair in my fist and made a bun at the top of her head. I then sprinkled water on her nape, bending her head forward, and then massaged it.

I then took a razor and started attaching new blade to it and asked, “Ever had nape shave before?”

She replied in a sad tone, “Yeah, when I was in college…I had done it”

I placed the razor where her hairline ends and told her not to move, and then I ran the razor from top to back of nape. I again adjusted the razor and did it again. By my fourth run, her nape was cleared. I checked her sides, she didn’t had much of sideburns, so left them.

I tuned her around and with left thumb picked the bangs and said, “I am removing the baby hair if you don’t mind”

She agreed and then keeping the razor at her front ran it down removing the baby hairs.

I then kept the razor and removed the towel and wiped her nape with it, then ran some alum to it, and told her, “It’s over”

She got down while touching her nape. She said, “Wow! A complete makeover…”

I smiled and said, “Yeah. ₹ 25 please”

She paid. I then took the clip from her and ponied her hair and attached it.

She smiled and left the shop.

I knew for sure now that she have become a customer of my shop…”

Newly married woman haircut in barbershop

It was 7 in the morning, I had just opened my shop and sweeping with a broom when a young lady entered my shop. She seems to be just 24 at max 28, her hair was pinned in a bun with a rubber bamd, and she was wearing a yellow Salwar. I made out she is married observing the bangles at her hand.

She approached me with a smile and asked, “Can you trim my hair?”

I answered back, “Yeah, I cut woman’s hair, but the shop opens at 7:30, so you have to wait”

She answered back, “well, I am in a hurry…you see I am not a regular barbershop visitor, it’s just that my parlor is too far away...and they refuses to come at my home”

I glanced at her.

She started undoing her hair and continued, “my baby would wake up by 8, so you see I have to get a haircut, and then bath before he wakes up…or there would be violent tantrums home”

I sighed and said, “Okay, but this time only. Only because you are a new mom okay?”

She had opened her hair now, and without even asking me she took a comb standing near the barber’s chair. She started combing it.

It was very long, past her waist, thick at first, then very thin at ends with untidy ends.

I said, “That’s a lot of hair”

She turned to me and said, “Yeah, that’s about a year of hair growth”

I kept the broom, and she started to sit on the barber’s chair. I stopped her, “you won’t need that, unless you want a very short above shoulder haircut”

She replied, “Well I just need it up to my midback, so yeah no chair”

I went near her and took the comb from her, and inserted into her hair, and started combing it. Then asked her, “How much you want me to remove off”

She replied, “Well I had it till waist...so now cut it till midback

I sighed and then picked up the mist sprayer, and started spraying on her hair from her shoulders. I then massaged it and then again combed it, and then placed my right hand at her hair below her breasts and asked her if I should cut. She felt the touch and replied, “Well that was my length before, go little above”

I now placed my fingers at bra strap length, she agreed. I brought her hair in front so that she could check the length, she nodded in affirmation.

I removed my hand and then combed her hair one last time and asked, “Straight or U cut?”

She replied, “Keep it straight”

I touched her head signaling not to move and inserted the scissor at her left and kaachchchch…chch.

Her chopped strands slide to floor. I gave the second kaachchchch…chch, more of her hair fell. I saw her reflection at the mirror, she had a strange smile and kept her eyes tightly closed. I gave the third cut and her hair was cut till middle.

I took the comb, and adjusted her hair little, and then again continued. I did this time quite fast…kachchch…chchchch…chchhhh chopping her rest of the hair.

I then made the hair even snipping some more hair on left side, then took a comb and combed her hair to make sure it is even. I then dusted her back with a dry cloth to remove any stray hair which attached with her cloth,

The floor behind her was covered with her black hair now. I signaled her to check it. She started seeing her hair from her reflection. She then moved all her in front through her left. At last she saw her chopped locks on the floor

I said, “That’s lot of hair”

She smiled, “yeah my hair is actually very thick, it had deteriorated at the ends”

I replied, “I can use thinning scissor to reduce the volume if you want”

She thought for a minute and the said, “Not today…I will be late, later maybe. How much?”

I replied, “₹25 only. Yeah you will need more trims to keep your hair healthy”

She left the paying me my fees after tying her hair in a pony which just reach her mid back now.

I thought that would be her last visit, a woman would get her hair done in barbershop only when she is extremely desperate…and that doesn't happens much.

tie it in a bun ( Indian woman forced haircut)

I know it has to be done now; we have to do it now. The shop was closing now; Rani was
serving the last customers. I signaled the Radha to be prepared the customers a man in 40s
and his wife probably were browsing through sari. The lady’s eyes were on Sari but the
Man’s eyes were fixed on Rani, actually not Rani, but her dangling ponytail, which has
reached to her waist now. This was her 10 warning. Something has to be done.
Rani joined this shop, ‘The Sam’s Shop” eight months ago. Before her I was the only worker
here, I recruited her as my assistant and Radha as janitor. Both came from village
background, with little exposure to city life. There was simple rule in my shop, you keep
customer happy, you have to maintain dress code and you have to be punctual. Both followed
the rules well except that dress code one. They were told to keep their hair in bun or cut it
short. 20 years old Radha learnt fast, but 21 year old Rani tumbled. Being young I forgive
them very often. They are actually a little older than my daughter. Radha on my advised
decided to cut her length off; Rani too agreed for haircut. But Rani said, she is going to get
married in two months, so can’t cut it now. I loosed the rule for her. Her problem is that, she
doesn’t like bun, so except the peak hours. She keeps her hair down in pony.
Two months passed, she took one month off for marriage and honeymoon etc.  When she
went she promised to come back with a bob cut. She came back, with kumkum in head and
long hair as expected. She kept saying weeks after weeks she is going cut it, chop it, but
nothing happened.
Number of male customer started increasing, but number of couples started decreasing. And
the couples are our target. Because the females (wives, sisters etc) selects the most expensive,
but the male (husband, brother) pays the price. So when the male’s mind is distracted, it’s
something which the female dislike.
One month back I started giving her warning about her hair, even warning to reduce wages.
She improved but she is a person of habit. Today morning I warned her, I will myself chop
your hair if I see them loose. She maintained a bun for whole day even during afternoon
when it was dip hour. It was quarter past 9, fifteen minute to close the shop. She opened her
bun. Just then the couple entered. The couple browsed for few minutes then they left, without
buying any.
It was 9p.m. As planned, Rani was sent up floor to switch off lights, us, me and Radha waited
in the ground floor to ambush her. She came back, searching for us in the hall shouting our
name. She came near the centre where we kept a chair. We then launched the attack. I
gripped her by hand forcing her to sit on the chair, and Radha tied her with the chair
through the waist. We then tied her hands and legs to chair. I told Radha to call Ravi.
Rani knew what was happening; she shouted at us, she warned me she would report it to
police. I knew she would never do so. Because, Rani respects me. I was the one who gave her
job, who gave her the city life. Ravi arrived in ten minutes with his kit. Radha removed her
dupatta.
“Head Shave, that’s all we need today Ravi”. Ravi took out the cape, and tried to put it on
her, but she resisted. I told him to do without it. Ravi took out his mist sprayer, but then left
it. He was rather bewilder, how to cut her hair, as she was constantly moving her head. I
believe he never forced shaved a 21 year married woman. As her hair was already in pony,
I held her pony; she now couldn’t move her head, because I held her with her hair. Ravi
inserted the scissor in the base of pony at her neck.kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaach……
chhhhhhhh…ch. The pony was in my hand. Tears came in her eyes. She ceased her motion of
head. I gave the thick pony to Radha and told her to pack it.
Ravi then took out clippers and searched for a plug point. Rani first cried seeing the clipper,
begging us not to buzz her hair. As no plug was found in vicinity smile came her face. Just
then Ravi took comb and Scissor in hand.
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Ravi started cutting large chunks of her hair. The locks fell on the floor, some on her lap. Her
Salwar Kameez was covered in her hair. He then took out his razor, changed blade.
Ravi requested Rani, “Sister, your hair is already cut short, it has to be shaved anyways,
please don’t raise the time, please don’t move, it can really hurt you”. Rani stopped her
motion, as Ravi started running the razor from top to front of
head.Sscccccccccccc.scsccccccccccccc.scsc. Her virgin white skin of head became exposed. Her
sides were shaved last.
By the time Ravi has finished, she was tired of crying. Ravi dusted as much as possible with a
brush, her neck, her face. Once finished, Ravi was paid, and sent away.
Then I and Radha opened her ropes. She was very much depressed. She hugged Radha and
started crying again. She told me, she is resigning from here. I laughed at it. After she left,
Radha cleaned the place. I packed all her hair with the big pony and sent it to an
organization who accepts hair.
One week later, she came back. Her head had little stubbles now with kumkum in middle of
her head.

Mother and daughter haircut in barbershop

17 year old Seema checked her hair. She was too excited to see, her hair has finally touched her breast length. It was monthly routine for her mom to trim her hair till her shoulder, but for last some months she didn't.

Seema went to her mom and asked softly, "Mom, I think I need a trim"

Mom didn't replied. She continued, "Mom, you forgot to do it, it has grown very long".

Her mom, a lady of 39 with midback length hair turned towards her and smiled, "I remember, it just you are growing old now to have some length. Your dad actually wanted you to have long hair now. It’s okay though, if you want it short again, I can cut it today after lunch"

She replied, "Oh no, no. I too like it long"

Her mom smiled, "but it need some trim though, you can go to parlor now"

Seema was more excited, "Really? Can I style it?"

Mom replied, "Yeah your dad gave you permission, but mind it not to trendy" she smiled.

Her mom asked, "You want to go today?” she replied in affirmative.

Few minutes later they were on path to parlor. On way, mom asked, what style u have in mind? Seema replied "i am not sure, you?" her mom answered, "I think pixie or bob would be great" Seema got excited, "really mom? You are going to cut your tresses that short?" mom was taken aback, "no, I am not going to get any haircut at parlor, I was suggesting you"

Seema replied, “but it now time to change, your are aging, your hair don’t have that vigor”

Her mom agreed and said, “Yeah…I know. I had already cut it till midback last year. Didn’t I?”

Seema stressed, “Yeah… something like boy cut is required”

Her mom didn’t argued back. She touched her hair which was in braid and said softly, “we will see that later at parlor”

They reached parlor only to get disappointed to see the amount they are charging. It was unreasonably high. Also appointments were to be booked. Upset and saddened they started walking back to home.

Seema knew she wouldn’t getting any style at parlor, she didn’t want any after knowing the price. Her mom though pressed her saying they would book an appointment for her on coming Sunday, but Seema declined it. Suddenly Seema said, “Mom…look there is a barber”

Her mom was surprised, “barbershop? You serious?”

Seema smiled, “We can call him home. They are not bad”

Her mom agreed to idea of calling the barber home. In fact she couldn’t believe it to be barber shop if she didn’t read the placard. There was no roof. A mirror hung by a tree, under which a chair has been kept, on which the barber was sitting and reading newspaper.

Seeing both of them coming to him, he got up and greeted them. Seema asked in direct way, “Can you come to our house? We need haircut”

The barber politely refused and said, “I only give service at my shop. I will do both of your hair but here only”

 

Seema was smiling. Her mom interrupted, “no thanks then, we will do it somewhere else”

Seema said, “Mom…its good here. Nobody around here now. Let’s have it here”

Mom’s face reddened. She said, “You want it, do it. I am not going to lose my locks here in open”

Seema smiled, “yes you are” and gently pushed her mom to the chair. Her mom didn’t resisted physically, but made an angry face to her. Seema took the control ordering the barber, “hmm…give her a nice boys cut”

Her mom submitting to her didn’t protested. She supported the barber lifting her braid above her head as the barber wrapped a cape around her.

Then he grabbed the braid with both hand and pulled it lightly and told, “I am cutting this off”

Seema’s mom didn’t responded but smiled.

The barber then picked up the largest scissor from his box and inserted the braid between the blades. Seema’s mom closed her eyes as Seema locked her eyes there.

The barber forced the blades but the braid was too thick for it. Only some locks got cut and gave the braid a fuzzy look.

The barber smiled and said, “am not much accustomed to take down such long hair” and then took a new blade. Holding the braid with left hand, he started snipping the hair like a knife.

Seema’s mom kept her eyes closed but she felt her hair being sliced. After some run, the braid was in barber’s hand. He passed the braid to Seema and started spreading the remaining hair.

Seema’s mom smiles seeing the braid. Her hair was now above shoulder with a bobish appearance. Before she could admire her hair, her head was bent down by barber. She felt something metallic touched her hair at back, going upward. She felt a rush of air where it passed. She looked at Seema to ask.

Seema smiled and whispered, “It is just Manual clipper mom”

Barber kept on clipping the back. As he passed, hair rained to ground. Her hair was getting very short at back.

After back was complete, he moved her head sideways and clipped them too. Her hair was now unusual look, with sides and back clipped so short that her scalp was partially visible, but at middle it was too voluminous.

The barber then switched to comb and scissor. Her mom was relieved to see barber putting aside the clipper. She checked the bottom in between. Her hair was everywhere. Even her cape and lap was covered with so much hair.

The barber started spraying heavy amount of water on her hair so much that it started dripping through her face. He then sectioned her hair into side partition. He combed the left partition and placed the scissor near ear and started cutting off chunks of her hair. He kept on cutting till a slope was created.

He then moved to other side, and combed the hair to right, doing the same thing. He then combed a small amount of hair to front covering her eyes.

With scissor angled he started cutting it at little above her eyes.

Seema and her mom smiled at her new appearance. She was looking completely different.

They observed barber inserting the same blade used to chop her braid in a razor. Then wetting the back and sides, the barber bent her head to remove all the fuzzy hair.

The barber then dusted her and removed the cape. She got up from chair touching her hair. She saw around her and couldn’t believe she just got all this cutoff. Seema too admired her hair. She tossed the braid to her mom.

The barber swept the ground and then invited Seema to chair…

 

As Seema took seat in the barber’s chair and made herself comfortable spreading her hair behind. She smiled at her mom who was still checking her new hairstyle. The barber picked up the same white cape which he used on her mother, jolted it to clean it then covered Seema.

The barber then slowly took out her hair from inside and fastened the cape. The barber then started combing her hair, first with fingers and then with comb. She closed her eyes enjoying the caring hands as it gently run over her.

She opened her eyes when the combing was over. She saw her mom looking at her, her face and dress covered with strands of her hair. She said, “Mom, you can go home…no need to wait for me”

Her mom replied, “no its okay, you just getting the trim, it won’t take long”

She urged her mom, “go mom, you need a shower, I will be home”

Her mom didn’t argued more but left the shop.

The barber then again combed her hair and then asked, “How much to trim?”

She replied, “I didn’t said trim”

Barber replied, “But your mom just said that...”

Seema replied, “I may be crazy, I need a head shave”

The barber was not at all surprised as she expected, instead he agreed instantly. He took a mug full of water and bent Seema forward at waist and then poured all the water on her head. He kept her bent for some moment till the excess water dripped away, then he lifted her to original position.

Her hair all wet now gave her cold feeling, it dampened the cape around her hair and now she could feel cold water reaching her clothes. The barber now started massaging her head, inserting the fingers in her hair and then revolving them on her scalp.

The barber then separated the hair in two parts right from front to back and made two small buns. The cold water had wetted her dress now and suddenly she didn’t want to be shaved bald.

The barber took out new blades and started inserting them into his razor when she said, “Umm…I think, I won’t go for head shave. Give me boy cut that’s all.

The barber didn’t heed any attention to her. He bent her head forward. Seema couldn’t resist it. She felt the cold blades touching the top of her head and then schchhh...chch moving sideways with little tingling sensation. She know it can’t be stopped now.

The barber kept running the razor from middle towards her right and then to back. White scalp has emerged and the area was increasing with every run. Her right bun was almost removed, and is not just held by some hair from front. He then shifted towards the left. Doing same towards her left bun.

Seema could feel the air in her head. She knew it. But she still feel the weight of it hanging from her head. The barber straightened her head, and then moved forward guarding her view and then placed the razor at her right front right.

Shchch...chh the bun slided down to her lap, then to her ground. Seema couldn’t believe what just happened. The barber then changed to other direction. This time he gripped the hair with left hand as he ran the razor.

Seema was complete bald now, she saw her face, a complete different look. The barber rubbed his hand over her head, ran the razor few time in some place and then slowly removed the cape which has hardly any hair on it. The barber then sprayed water on her bald head and then took the large piece of alum and rubbed it all over her head.

Seema then got up, paid the barber and left for home.

Her mom had just came out of shower with her new hairstyle. She was too amazed to say anything…

Mom's forced haircut in barbershop due to summer

Last summer was one of the hottest summers in recent year, temperature was crossing 400c. It was very bad time, but a time for change also. Conditions were very bad; it’s sweaty all the time. Children were getting head shaves, girls were chopping off their tails. But my mom, she liked her hair so much. At 35 years of age, she had very good quality hair, it is thick. Being a house wife, she maintained her hair well, letting it grow to her waist. She always had long hair from childhood. She had hair almost till knees, but chopped it to mid back after sometime. Then again grew and maintained at waist length.

She tried different styles, keeping hair in bun, using different claw clips. She wasn’t in a mood to lose her hair. The situation worsened when our air conditioner was damaged. It was during the peak. Customer care asked for one week to repair it. This was bad. It’s too much to take now, I started spending most of the day at friend’s home, dad left for office early, but mom, she has to remain in home. Now she was struggling with her hair.

One day I asked, “Isn’t such long hair a problem?” she replied quite diffidently, “yeah, but I manage” I told, “it’s too hot, why don’t you cut it?” she always get nervous when she hear word ‘haircut’. She murmur, “I am planning to do after sometime” the same answer, I am hearing from the very first time when I asked her for haircut when I was just three year old. But she never get haircut. I insisted, “you should get a haircut today only” she replied something which I didn’t expected to hear, “yeah I want it off now, it’s too much” I think she had realized her long hair is really a problem in summer. She continued, “But all parlors are closed for indefinite time, due to strike”

I suggested, “how about barbershop, they are not closed” she was nervous now, “barbershop, no, no leave it” “mom, I will cut your hair if you don’t go to barber’s today, you yourself admitted the hair is problem now” she remained silent for half a minute and then said, “okay I will go”

She changed her clothes to Salwar-kameez on my advice from Sari. I told her the direction and she went away.

Twenty minutes later she came back, with the hair braid still intact on her head. She said, “It’s too crowded, I don’t need a haircut” I told her that I will take her to another little far away.

We reached the other barbershop, after a walk of 20 minutes. It was an old barbershop, but less crowded. There were two chair, both were occupied. One was occupied by an old man, who was getting haircut, another by a child. I told mom to sit in the waiting bench which was empty. I asked the first barber, “how much time will it take?” he replied, “next turn is yours” I told him, “My mom is getting haircut, not me” he smiled and said, “parlor strike?” I nodded.

As the old man got up, mom was seated in the barber chair, and a cape was draped around her, covering her. Her braid was pulled from the cape and was dropped backward. Her thick braid was now dangling behind the chair. The barber asked me, “What should I do?” I told the barber, “snip it” then turned towards mom. She said, “I want a bob” barber started asking her, “long bob or short?” I interrupted and told; “mom do boy cut” mom was hesitating at first then gave the green signal.

The barber took large scissor. Placed it near shoulder, little below it and sniped it holding the braid with left hand. Mom was trying to watch the chop, but was fully guarded. I got a very good view, seeing each chop, each strand being cut” the braid was in barber’s hand and he placed it at counter in front of mom. He then inserted a thin handle comb in the chopped area and ran it, to open her chopped hair. Then combed it with regular comb, all hair being was combed backward. The barber then separated the hair into four parts, spreading it into four sides, including her face. He then took out a clipper with some guard and bent head forward, and inserted it at back; chunks of hair fell to floor. He then took a scissor and marked a hairline.

Mom’s hair was then wet with a sprayer. He then moved the hair in front, parting it at left side of her head. He then merged the right portion of hair with right side, combed it then placed the scissor at her ear length and snipped it. He then bent her head, and used comb and scissor as her chopped her right side short. Her cape was covering with her hair now. Her hair was now all short, except on left.

He then bend her heads other direction and started cutting her hair. He was cutting very fast, collecting hair with comb and then snipping it away. Mom’s lap was full of hair now. He snipped a little more next at right to level it.

The barber then wet her sideburns, back and area behind the ear. He then changed the blades of a safety razor and asked me, “am removing the fuzzy hair” I nodded in affirmation. The barber quickly shaved her nape, below the hairline, scratching it off. The barber then placed the razor in the counter.

The barber then took a big brush and took some powder applied it on her neck and ears. He then carefully opened the cape, and cleaned her face. The barber then combed her hair properly and turned the chair so that she can get up.

Mom got up and touched the back to feel the spikiness. I paid the barber and went to home with her.

Mom was looking very smart in combination with sari and boy cut. Later mom asked me about the charge, “how much it was?” I replied, “It is just ₹30?” mom smiled and said, “So cheap” then kissed me in cheek and said, “thank you for this nice short summer haircut”

More stories coming soon, so stay tuned.