Rachna’s post, Yes, Body Image comes from Parents, has triggered this post in me.
I have short hair since the beginning. They have never grown beyond my shoulders. I know that is not such an important issue to anyone else out here. But as a child, to me, it was. I was obsessed with long and thick tresses. This syndrome was there within me by default, but it was stimulated further by people in my life, in my surroundings. I come from Kerala where girls are supposed to have thick, long, black and shiny hair. My mother has. My sister has. All my aunts (maternal and paternal) and my cousin sisters have beautiful long tresses, except me. 😦
A question I have asked myself and all possible people ‘n’ number of times, only to be told, “They’ll grow. You try this, you try that.”
I can’t tell you how stupid I was to try each and every tip that someone told me….from using infinite number of oils, shampoos, conditioners, scalp treatments, vitamin supplements, eating curry leaves and last but not least, the best of all, stepping on elephant dung and not looking back. 😮 😮 😮 Trust me, I did that too. My aunts and cousins told me it helps and I actually did that. 🙄 I wish they were not having fun at my cost. 😕
Neeli Bringadi, Chembarathyadi (all Kottakkal Arya Vaidya Sala Hair Care products), Arnica Oil, Anoop Hair Oil, Livon, Selsun shampoo, Biotique Hair Oil, JasRed Hibiscus Gel,…I have lost count of the products too.
I was always worried thinking how my prince would climb up the tower, without me having long hair like Rapunzel. But the good news is my prince actually climbed up the tower without the help of my hair. 😀 🙂
After reading Long Hair-My Guru!, by MySay, I have learnt that I should attribute my short-temper to my short hair. Shhh…blame it all on things you don’t have or don’t like. 😀
I was also way too conscious about the space between my upper incisors. It made me so conscious that I used to cover my mouth while talking or laughing and even when I used to go to sleep, I used to use my thumb to lock my lips. 🙂 I was so very conscious that during both my pregnancies, that’s the only thing I asked God to avoid in my kids. And guess what, both of them have the same space between the same upper incisors. 🙂 And ever since I saw it in my angels, I love the space between teeth. 😀
Saru’s post, Bridging the Gap, taught me it was alright to have space between your teeth if you can bridge the gap in your relationship. 🙂
The trouble with such issues is that, even though your parents or siblings do not make you feel conscious or blame it on you, there is a full force out there which is ready to make fun of you, make a mockery of you, most of the times, unintentionally and unknowingly. Why go far, my mother-in-law had pointed out these two points along with a few more to reject me….can you beat that? Thankfully, by then I was confident enough to not let it affect me. That was just because of the fear factor that her son might be taken away. Today, as we have known each other for over a decade, we both admire one another for many qualities in each other. Of course, both of us are not left with any options to choose from. 😀 Jokes apart, I seriously meant what I said about mutual admiration.
I have understood very well that outer beauty is not the right measure to judge someone.
Everyone is unique in their own way.
Everyone is beautiful…
Fair or dark,
Tall or short
Long hair or short hair,
Thin or fat.
So, here I am today…no less than anyone else in any matter….at least I wish to believe so. 😀
I have enough family members and friends, who like me for who I am, the way I am. Fat, dusky, with short hair and space between my teeth. 😀