After 3 years, I am in last year of my college. In three years mom grow again hair. Again mom keep hair up
to waist length. Mom just did only trim her hair in three years. Mom did good
growth in her job. Recently mom joined
reputed MNC company. In that MNC
company mom joined as Head of Sales Department. Mom got very good salary package. Mom and me
are very happy. One day mom got one deal
assignments from her company. Assignments related deal with other company
within in month with successful. So its work pressure time for mom. Mom did meet other company’s
manager related to deal. That time other
company’s ad manager was also present there. That time ad manager offered model role to mom for their company ad. Mom was
so surprised and little bit nervous. Ad manager told mom that that’s role suit
best on mom. Mom told give her some time
for thinking. Then mom told them I accept that offer on one condition. Condition
is that I accept your ad offer. Your company accept her company deal
assignments. Both of them , company manager and ad manager agree with mom
conditions. They signed on deal paper
and mom signed ad deal paper. Ad manager
gave ad documents to mom. Mom returned home.
Mom discussed with me this ad and shoe me ad documents. I read documents. In documents, mentions some
conditions. I told mom that conditions. There are twon conditions, one condition is maintain figure and second
condition is hair keep up to pixie cut. Mom told me what to do son now, I told
mom don’t worry. I take appointment for salon appointment and take gym
membership. I took salon appointment on next Sunday. Mom started goes to gym everyday.
On Sunday me and mom reached Raj’s salon.
Raj welcomed me and mom at his salon. Hava told Raj we come
again here for new haircut after three years. raj smiled at mom . “It’s
alright. We had quite an easy day, so I told the staffs and stylists to leave a
bit early.”
“This outlet is a bit different than the other ones you
own,” Hava said conversationally. Hava wore blue top and black jeans. Hava made
clip ponytail. Ponytail up to her butts.
“Yeah, I only take appointments for the selected clients
here. The senior stylists take care of the rest in the other outlets.” Raj
slowly walked behind her and swiftly began removing the pins, letting the dark
waist length hair undone. A rumble of a
chuckle came out of his throat. “Let me wash your hair today. You will feel a lot
better,” Raj said, directing her the
washing area.
As Hava plopped herself down on the comfortable leather
chair with adjustable inclination, Raj first dampened her long, thick waist
length -colored hair and began lathering it up. The slow circular movements he
did, massaging . With great care, he washed the hair, blotted the excess water
with a soft towel and led her to one of the salon-chairs. Raj brushed the damp
tresses very gently with a wide-tooth comb.
“How do you feel about a haircut?” Raj probed.
“I had a trim last month,” Hava recalled promptly.
Raj chuckled lightly and shook his head. “A haircut,” he
specified. “Not a trim.”
He gave a small nod and dragged the trolley closer to her
chair. The gleaming steel of the scissors, clippers, combs, among other things,
were nicely laid out on it. He reached out for the cape first and draped it
around her.
“What are you doing?” Hava asked, suddenly nervous.
“I am giving you a suitable haircut,” he said calmly.
“But—”
He squeezed her shoulder encouragingly and said, “Shh, relax
Aunty. I know what I am doing.”
Her hair was sectioned into four parts as he held a section
of hair in his hand at the back of her head and quickly snipped it off. After
working on a few segments, the terrible realization dawned on Hava that he was
chopping her hair off at the nape. She tried to turn her head around, but the
grip on her hair prevented it.
“How much are you cutting, Raj?”
For a long moment, he didn’t answer but kept on snipping until the hair was in the shape of a bob. He ruffled the locks at the back and then slowly stroked her almost-exposed nape. “Do you like short hair, Hava Aunt?” he asked her point-blank.
Hava bit on her lips and shook her head. “I won’t look good.
It will look funny on me,” she said sorrowfully.
I looked straight into the mirror, meeting her gaze and
holding the rest of the hair away from her face. “You have no idea how
beautiful and sharp your features are. Short hair would only enhance them.”
“How short are we talking about here?” mom enquired.
But I didn’t reply and simply whirled the chair away from
the mirror so she could only face him. “That would be my choice,” i told with a
smile and winked at mom.
“Oh, my God,” Hava mumbled under her breath;
Picking up the comb and clippers, I slid the comb above the
left ear and ran the clippers straight across, letting the hair fall on her
shoulders. A strange stir between the legs made her squirm on the seat as she
watched chunks of hair kept sliding down the cape. Then Raj took charge.
“You are moving too much, Hava Aunt,” he said in a clinical
voice and clamped his hand over her head. He slightly tilted to the opposite
side and the snipping began anew.
“I have a feeling you are making it too short. Let me see at
least.”
“You will, once I finish it,” Raj reassured, and began working on the nape and
above.
He kept perfecting the back and sides with a repeated motion of clippers over comb until it was nothing but downy felt covering around her head. He longed to use the clippers directly on her head, to give the traditional short clipper cut with severe tight taper—which was his forte—but decided against it. It was Hava’s best short cut ever, and something so extreme would throw her off balance. Maybe Raj could convince Hava to go a little shorter for the next haircut session, he thought.
A moment later, Raj stood directly in front of her and unpinned
the top section, which was the only portion left longer. But the situation was
rectified as quickly and thoroughly as possible. Section by section, Raj held the hair between his fingers and snipped
them right in front of her eyes. The act was as ruthless as it was thrilling.
“Short bangs would suit you well, aunt,” Raj commented, softening the bangs with the
thinning shears at the same time.
“Uh huh.” That was all mom could manage to eke out.
He finally kept all the instruments down and picked up the
hairbrush and dryer. With the newly shorn length, it took less than five
minutes to dry and set it for a professional like him.
“Can I please see it now?” Hava asked impatiently, with her
excitement fullest to the brim now.
“Just the finishing touch.” The dry cutting began, but it
was completed in no time at all.
Raj slowly turned the chair towards the mirror as Hava
gaped. Hava’s look was completely changed—in a good way. The haircut was
something between a pixie and a chic boy cut, and Hava saw how beautifully Raj had customized the look for her. Hava realised
her son , he wasn’t kidding when he said
that short hair would suit her better.When she finally overcame the initial, a
shy smile broke out of her lips. “I can’t recognize myself. It’s beautiful.
Hava fingers kept
tousling and brushing the short hair. “If you want, I can keep it exactly like
this. Monthly trims and that’s all. And if you want something shorter…”
“Shorter than this?”
“Much shorter than this,” I confirmed.
“Next time it is then,” Hava said with glee, kissing his
scuff cheek.
Then me and mom returned home. Mom also completed goal of maintain figure with so much hard work at gym. Next day me and mom reached at other company ad shooting place. There is best ad studio. Then we met ad manager and ad director. Ad director told mom, your looks so perfect as ad model. We appreciate your look. Then finally mom selected for ad. Then completed ad shooting. Ad manager gave amount cheque to mom for ad. Then we returned home. Next day mom went to her office. Company’s management was very happy because of deal assignments was completed within time. Company management appreciated mom work and skills. Company management announced bonus for mom and also gave foreign tour go package. Me and mom was very happy. Me and mom started planning for foreign tour.
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