Hair 'raising' experience

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?"

"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)

How can I control my life when I can't control my hair?