Going Bald!

As my fingers type words on the keyboard, several images flip through my mind... of my confusion when i saw bunches of hair being washed off with the henna that i had applied on my hair; of my horror when with every move, my comb pulled out millions of my hair like weeds; of people staring over my head as if i am wearing a snake on it; of women i used to meet on bus rides or metro rides with similar 'hair' state; of my mother getting really worried about how i would get married!.. sigh!

For ages, men have struggled with the scary phenomenon of "Male Balding or Baldness (whatever) pattern", and the good news is that they are not alone now as we "women" have joined the bandwagon too. And, believe me, it is a hell lot scarier now that i am suffering from it too.

It is not the condition which is scary though. It is the endless 'concerned' reactions that make it pathetic and renders us miserable. There have been numerous occasions when i am completely oblivious of my 'condition', am utterly happy enjoying the moment, when a sudden comment from a 'concerned' fellow tears me off my "happy, oblivious state" and makes me highly conscious of the hair on my scalp, or let's say, my scalp!

"Hey, your scalp is showing!" (Thank you for the information, i didn't know it actually!)..

"What happened to your hair darling!? ch ch" (This is the latest trend you see! and am following it to the hilt)..

"Why don't you do something for your hair?!" (I am so lazy that i am not bothered about my beauty or health at all..and have not done anything for it, but i would surely look for an expert advice now that you have motivated me to do it!)
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Or a simple, continuous, unwavering gaze................... long enough for me to realise it but not enough for the gazer to realise that i can feel it to my bones!

These are only a few of the caring comments i am subjected to everyday. Let me tell you very frankly that when my hair started to fall (about 10 years from now), i was worried and distraught, but for how long can i be in the same state of mind? Slowly, i became used to the scanty hair on my scalp (the front part, actually), but it seems my 'friends' are not!

Dear friends, it is not helpful when you react like fools; it is not convenient when you don't know when to avert your gaze; it is not being "concerned" when you give your innocent remarks in public. It's fine if you know and understand; it's even greater if you choose to ignore and continue to be a "B****"! After all, it gives me the strength to live with what i can not change; it makes me more prepared to handle my "hairless" state.

And, concluding, let me share an interesting piece of trivia, i simply love sindoor! You can imagine my terrorised mind when the 'Sindoordan' ceremony was being performed during my wedding. It can't get any better than this- hundreds of people staring at your scalp, i mean, Hair partition under the light of the videographer highlighting the minutest details. I could not stop laughing at my condition then, and with every passing day, i am more reminded of the little hair on my head as i adorn my really broad middle 'maanng' with sindoor everyday. I know i can do a side partition and add a small line of sindoor to my forehead and not in the middle hair partition, same as many Hindu women do today, and relax! However, i think i am too desi to do that! So, i have to live with it and be happy!

By the way, my mother's worry of how i would get married, got solved very nicely, and i have found a great life partner with the same condition, yes, "Male Balding / Baldness (Whatever) Pattern'!