There is something within me that keeps dying,and no, I'm not talking about anything philosophical I'm talking about 'cells'.
(Hair is a filamentous outgrowth of dead cells from the skin).
There are many a things I hadn't heard off before ,and one of them was getting an appointment to get your hair cut!.
"Willkommen" said the lady behind the counter with black hair.
"English?" I asked (not replying in kind to the greeting received), "Sprechen du Englisch?" I continued in unconvincing German.
"Ahhh, ya ...little little ", She smiled.
"gut , I'm looking for a hair cut"
"You come back by zwei ... 2 o'clock" she said ,showing 2 fingers to me," Shall i book an appointment?".
"err...ok sure" (What the !)
So here I was , reaching in time for my 'appointment' to get my hair cut.
"willkommen, welcome" said the lady behind the counter with red hair, I swear her hair was Black in the morning!. Then again, this is a hair saloon (where people have to take 'appointments') , so anything can happen.
And after getting my hair shampooed we walked to a separate room to get the hair cut (Goodness gracious me ! take some scissors and cut this extra hair , willya?)
"Do you like to trink a glass of wasser".
"No, Thank you".
"Please don't make it too short" , I have seen some locals with such tiny hair that it would put the military men to shame. However this statement was to prove a huge mistake.
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"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
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"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
"Do you like to trink a glass of wasser".
"No, Thank you".
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"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
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"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
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"I leave it upto you , you can cut as you wish"
"sorry?"
"Please proceed to 'style' as you wish"
"ok", she obviously didn't understand!
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"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
"Do you like something to eat?"
"err...No , Thank you." , are these things included in the 'package'? I wondered.
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Phew , Finally she seems to have gotten the message.
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"ok?"
"yeah , ok", oops spoke too soon.
"Do you like to trink a glass of wasser".
"No, Thank you".
Looking at the sunny weather outside , I thought that might be the possible reason she keeps offering me a glass of water.
"Its too hot outside", I ventured.
"sorry", she said, I could see the confused expression on her face, all this while I would see her in the mirror and catch her smiling , I would smile back (which only made her 'smile' more.
"Its hot outside", I repeated.
"Thank you",she said , and to my horror I watched in the mirror as she blushed and gave a tiny bow!!!
Good lord, she has a freaking scissor and whatnot sharp instruments, you'd do better to shut the hell up! ,screamed my inner voice to me , lest some other things are lost in translation.
I started thinking whether she was too afraid to cut my hair , not more than 23 strands of hair was being cut at a time.
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"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
"ok then....."
Its Over??? I had come for a hair cut , or should I have mentioned 'HAIRS' to be cut.
"ok" , I said and stood up confused , this really was 'over'.
We went back to the counter ,
"naame?"
"Rajat"
"err...."
" R.....A......J..."
"Er...Ah.....what?????"
I quickly muttered by german ABCD and finally reached at J
"yoth"
"ahhhh.....Er....Ah...Yoth...?"
"That's it!",deciding for the first time that Raj sounds better than Rajat (which , ofcourse it doesnt!!!)
"Are you on a holiday?"
(Hair is a filamentous outgrowth of dead cells from the skin).
There are many a things I hadn't heard off before ,and one of them was getting an appointment to get your hair cut!.
"Willkommen" said the lady behind the counter with black hair.
"English?" I asked (not replying in kind to the greeting received), "Sprechen du Englisch?" I continued in unconvincing German.
"Ahhh, ya ...little little ", She smiled.
"gut , I'm looking for a hair cut"
"You come back by zwei ... 2 o'clock" she said ,showing 2 fingers to me," Shall i book an appointment?".
"err...ok sure" (What the !)
So here I was , reaching in time for my 'appointment' to get my hair cut.
"willkommen, welcome" said the lady behind the counter with red hair, I swear her hair was Black in the morning!. Then again, this is a hair saloon (where people have to take 'appointments') , so anything can happen.
And after getting my hair shampooed we walked to a separate room to get the hair cut (Goodness gracious me ! take some scissors and cut this extra hair , willya?)
"Do you like to trink a glass of wasser".
"No, Thank you".
"Please don't make it too short" , I have seen some locals with such tiny hair that it would put the military men to shame. However this statement was to prove a huge mistake.
< snip >< snip >
"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
< snip >< snip >
"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
"Do you like to trink a glass of wasser".
"No, Thank you".
< snip >< snip >
"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
< snip >< snip >
"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
< snip >< snip >
"I leave it upto you , you can cut as you wish"
"sorry?"
"Please proceed to 'style' as you wish"
"ok", she obviously didn't understand!
< snip >< snip >
"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
"Do you like something to eat?"
"err...No , Thank you." , are these things included in the 'package'? I wondered.
< snip >< snip >
< snip >< snip >
< snip >< snip >
< snip >< snip >
< snip >< snip >
Phew , Finally she seems to have gotten the message.
< snip >< snip >
"ok?"
"yeah , ok", oops spoke too soon.
"Do you like to trink a glass of wasser".
"No, Thank you".
Looking at the sunny weather outside , I thought that might be the possible reason she keeps offering me a glass of water.
"Its too hot outside", I ventured.
"sorry", she said, I could see the confused expression on her face, all this while I would see her in the mirror and catch her smiling , I would smile back (which only made her 'smile' more.
"Its hot outside", I repeated.
"Thank you",she said , and to my horror I watched in the mirror as she blushed and gave a tiny bow!!!
Good lord, she has a freaking scissor and whatnot sharp instruments, you'd do better to shut the hell up! ,screamed my inner voice to me , lest some other things are lost in translation.
I started thinking whether she was too afraid to cut my hair , not more than 23 strands of hair was being cut at a time.
< snip >< snip >
"ok?"
"yeah , ok"
"ok then....."
Its Over??? I had come for a hair cut , or should I have mentioned 'HAIRS' to be cut.
"ok" , I said and stood up confused , this really was 'over'.
We went back to the counter ,
"naame?"
"Rajat"
"err...."
" R.....A......J..."
"Er...Ah.....what?????"
I quickly muttered by german ABCD and finally reached at J
"yoth"
"ahhhh.....Er....Ah...Yoth...?"
"That's it!",deciding for the first time that Raj sounds better than Rajat (which , ofcourse it doesnt!!!)
"Are you on a holiday?"
"Nope , Buiness", I replied. I controlled my laughter after I said 'Business' , hope I could have gotten a recording of that tone.
"sechzehn.....16 Euros"
And from the time I paid 16 € and till the time I reached back to my apartment ,
only one classic Bollywood film scene was playing in my mind;
(Film : Andaz apna apna)
Aamir Khan was saying to his Dad (whose profession was that of Barber in the film)
" Aaj meine bhal Rosy se katwa ke aaya hoon......Bhal bhi kate aur patha bhi nahi chala......."
(I got my hair 'cut' and no one will know)
"sechzehn.....16 Euros"
And from the time I paid 16 € and till the time I reached back to my apartment ,
only one classic Bollywood film scene was playing in my mind;
(Film : Andaz apna apna)
Aamir Khan was saying to his Dad (whose profession was that of Barber in the film)
" Aaj meine bhal Rosy se katwa ke aaya hoon......Bhal bhi kate aur patha bhi nahi chala......."
(I got my hair 'cut' and no one will know)
How can I control my life when I can't control my hair?
