It's Time for Tonsure

Sindhu came with her hubby, she waiting in the queue for her headshave, she cried a lot, her hubby is not consider her feelings, he is angry and he said, hey calm down, she said, pls I don’t want to shave, I can cut my hair shortly and I can shave my head next year. But he is don’t care about her words. He coolly said, pls wash your head and prepare for your shave. Before sindhu, 2 female’s with mid length hair, and 4 male, 1 young girl with shorthair.

Sindhu wet her longhair in the water, and came and stand again in the queue, she is thinking after her headshave, because she is working in private company as sr. clerk, her friends are calling sindhu as longhair baby. Her office staff also calling in the same name, she is hair icon in the company. She got arrange marriage, her husband is doing business, 6 months after her marriage only he got irritated awith sindhu’s long hair, 

because, everywhere she is going with him, everybody looking her longhair, and she also taking lot of time for makeup and hairstyle. Last month he said, pls cut your hair sindhu, I got bored with your longhair, I am looking for new hairstyle, but she is not accept. After that he continuously about her haircut. Finally he decided, and he said to sindhu, next week we are going to tirupathi for your headshave, she shocked and said noway, but he replied, otherwise pls divorce me. She don’t have choice, she came and stand here.

It’s sindhu’s turn, she sat before barber, her hubby, gave the token to barber. Then the barber put two knots and put new half blade in the knife, and put her in the middle of the head and started her headshave, she crying all the way in her tonsure, but she don’t have other option. Another 3 mins she completely bald, she stand came near with her hubby, he smiled and said you are looking cute, she hide her face with in her hand and started crying.

And next day she starting to office, she hide her bald head with black scarf. Once she went to office, everybody shocked her newlook, 

and all of them asking why you are not inform to us for your tonsure. She said, it’s surprise one for me also, because I am planning to do my tonsure next year, but everything happened suddenly. After her bald every body change her name as Bald head sindhu. After her tonsure she maintain her hair with boycut style. 

Her hubby also happy with her new look. And bald head sindhu became a boycut sindhu nowadays.

Pooja's Haircut

Pooja is a girl of 18 years. She is not so tall but fair and having good structure. The most attracting feature at her were definitely her thick ravena black long hair kissing always her hip. She is my student like Preeti. Being a fetish i have desire to cut that and bang her as Preeti. Preeti and Pooja are never introduced before. In there days my fetish nature made Preeti look like a cartoon. Preeti got banged totally that i will publish in next episode.One day Pooja called me for online application for her B. Sc. Before some days Preeti also asked for the same.

I thought a plan to introduce both. I took Pooja with me to Preeti's home. Form filled and on the way our conversation as:

I: Did u like Preeti's haircut?

Pooja: Thats silly. Its such unprofessional, seems home cut.

Our conversation stopped.

One day Pooja along with her mother came to me. Her mother said that she is admitted to a good local college of the same city. she said that her classes are going to start very soon. She needs some assistance as 1)Maximum number of books to be issued from Library, 2)Need Lectures to be interacted to her etc. I said her that there are numbers of staffs and lectures who are known to me personally. I will take Pooja with me to the College and introduce her. Her mother and she became glad to hear it. I gave them time of next day at 10am i will reach their home. At the same time 10am i reached their home. She had just bathed and was changing clothes. Her mother said me to wait. she hurrily got ready to go to college with me within 15 minutes. She wore a tight salwar. Her breasts were making her sexier. On the other hand she did not get time to plait her hairs. Those were well sampood and tied with a rubber band. We started journey towards college and conversation as follows:

I: What honours you want?

P: Physics

I: Good. you know Physics is the king of science.

P: Yes

I: It will require you to labour hard.

P: Yes

I: You have to stop chat with friends and to study at least 10 hours a day.

P: Yes

I: You should cut your hairs so that you will get more time for studies.

P: Yes, i am thinking the same but my mum is not allowing me.

I: Should we make a plan and cut them today.

P: Yes. But my mother was saying that if i will cut that she will beat me by broom. My father is agreeing.

I: Alright but you should. Ok Lets not cut today and make a plan.

We reached college and i introduced her to the staffs and lectures. On the return way our conversation as follows:

I: Should you dial your mum that you want haircut?

P: She will not agree. You please dial and talk to her.

I: Wait. Lets go home and say her that the Lecture said you if you will maintain such a long hair what will you study.

P: Yes

We reached home. Our conversation with her mother as follows:

P: Mum sir took me and introduced maximum staffs.

M: Ok

P: One lecture adviced me for haircut.

M: You should braid before going college. Let he advice but you will never cut

At the same time i knew that Pooja is not getting way to cut. I said that after a week i will take her with me and introduce to other staffs, so that she will be more benefited. Her mother agreed. I went home. After an hour Pooja called me over phone and said that she deadly require hair to be shortened. What to do?

I said her to come my home rather going college. She obeyed me and at 10am of the next day she came to me. Our conversation as follows:

I: Pooja have you any way for haircut?
P: No sir
I: Pooja today your hair will be cut and as i say you will say your mum.
P: Yes, but what the plan.
I: Say the Lecture again said why you didnot cut your hair? You promiced that you will cut and you cut on the return way to college.
P: Good idea.
I: You in college uniform and if you go to saloon they wont cut. Better i will cut it and after a month you will cut again giving good style.
P: Yes sir.

Previously i have arranged scissor, comb, water sprayer, cape etc. all haircutting instruments. I have put a handicam before focusing the area so that all the procedures to be recorded there.

I put a stool and made her sit there. She sat there happily. I took her braid and kissed her knowingly and said you poor hair to be cut. she laughed shyly. I covered her the cape. I opened her braid. I combed her hairs. she was moaning softly. I was dying over the smell of her hairs. My cock was as a tent. May be she knew it and was shying. I took handful of hair and said Pooja your hair smell nice. She did not say anything. I asked from where to cut. She said from shoulder. I imagined that next time she will must do bob cut. I again combed her hairs. I took scissors. I could feel fears at her eye. I started to cut from shoulder level. I did not allow the hairs to touch ground. I collected bunches over bunches. Kacchhhh ...........Kachhhhhhhhhh................Kach...............Kachaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr... Kachhhhhhhh sounds were audible. Than i shaped . I saw about18 inches of black thick hair was with me. I asked Pooja you will now never require hair band. She said yes. I asked her can i take your hairband. She said yes. I took the hair band and collected all long hairs. That were now in band as a ponytail. I kept that in my shelf.
I:Pooja do you have a boyfriend?
P: No.
I: Pooja i cut your hairs as a friend.
P: Yes
I: Can you treat me as your boyfriend rather than sir.
P: Yes
I: You know what boyfriend and girl friend do.
P: Yes
I: Should we try?
P: But sir i am virgin.
I: First time all girls are virgin but they try.
P: Yes
I: Should we?
P: Yes


I took her to my bed room. I switzoff the lights and fans. I opened her salwar suit. I opened my pent. Both of us were out of sense. We two went on sex. We came to sense at 2pm. When we got up the bed sheet has stain of spearm and blood. I knew that pooja not only lost her lovely mane but also lost her virginity.

Family's Transformation

 Being a cute girl of 18, I passed II PUC with average marks.  Even the CET marks was very poor.  My dad was totally unhappy with my marks.  But he brushed it aside. “Look, Geeta, you will get married and settle to be a homemaker.  A BA or BSc should be sufficient.  With 68 % in PUC you will easily get admission to B.Sc.  So join for B.Sc. and complete it.  You will be 21 by then.  Don’t worry. You will get a good groom.  I will marry off you immediately after B.Sc. Okay?" he said half mockingly.  I got annoyed by his talk of marriage.  But I did not have much defence at that moment, what with my poor marks.

I was quite beautiful with a fair complexion, good features and hair upto my waist when braided.  Much of my time was spent in my looking after my hair – comb it, oil it, unplait it, replait it, comb it and so on.  And the remaining time was spent on reading English novels.  My mother also scolded me several times for fussing over my hair so much and spending time reading novels.  But I did not listen.  So my concentration on studies waned.  And the result was there for all to see.  Even my only brother, Rahul, two years younger and just finished 10th standard with 96% teased me over my fussing on my looks.

But I had a dream of big things – engineer or doctor.  With this marks, it was almost impossible to get a seat in either of them.  I was crestfallen.  The next day, I pleaded with my father.  “Appa, give me a chance.  I would like to go to atleast engineering – whatever subject is available.  I promise that I will concentrate and do well."

“Look, I am not rich enough to get you a payment seat.  Your rank is too poor to get a seat in Bangalore for any subject except Civil Engineering (There were not many takers for Civil Engineering those days.  The demand picked up steeply in mid and end 90s).  No question of sending you outstation to hostel and all.  I cannot afford it and I know you will while away time doing little. No point dear.  Better you join for BSc.  You do not have to study too hard.  You can comb your hair eight times a day and read a dozen Harold Robins a week. And still get average marks.  You can lead a jolly life.  Why do you bother?"

“No appa.  I do not mind joining even Civil Engineering. I know many girls are studying it nowadays.  And I promise that I will stop reading novels during the semester.  And I will not fuss over my hair so much. Promise".

My father was a senior Mechanical Engineer in one of the leading public sector industries in Bangalore.  Ours is a traditional brahmin family.  Mother is a devout housewife.  My father  is a loving person though very strict in some ways.  He was much more strict with my brother, Rahul.  Now, in front of my mother he said “Okay, Geeta, I will allow you to take Civil Engineering in Bangalore on some specific terms. If accepted, BE. Else, B.Sc. Choice is yours." His tone told both of us that his decision will be unalterable.  With alarm, I asked him to spell out his terms.

“No reading except that required for your course.  No roaming around with friends.  You have to come back home direct from college.  Read, write, read, write – that will be your routine.  If you do not get 75% in both of your first two semesters, I will stop the Engineering non-sense and you will sit at home. Not even BSc after that."

A big bomb indeed.  But I had to endure it.  I meekly nodded my head.

“Look, dear.  Your nodding will not be sufficient, young lady.  Once you join Engineering you will have to achieve big.  Just passing or repeat appearances in some papers – no such thing is acceptable.  And it will be my duty to put you in the straight path to achieve big.  Else an ordinary B.Sc. would be good for you.  I know your habits.  It will not be easy to give them up.  So, listen to my one more condition."

“What?" I asked with anxiety.

“Your habit of messing with your hair cannot be easily given up.  It needs a drastic action.  If you really want to do engineering your hair will have to go."

I could not believe my ears. What is appa talking about? That too in our family where we do not even trim ladies’ hairs, let alone cut it off.  And he is suggesting ‘it will have to go’.  What does he mean by it?  Just shorten it or shave it off? I shuddered for a while thinking a bald me.  I asked him “You mean bald?"

He nonchalantly said “Yes, why not? And of course later a boycut."

Amma smiled at appa’s statement.  ‘Dear, are you seriously suggesting a tonsure for her?’ she asked appa.  Appa replied “Yes, Janu (short for Janaki, my mother’s name).  I am not joking.  But precious time spent on hair instead of studies costs the youth itself.  I am not suggesting any murder.  Many teenage girls get their heads shaved on one pretext or the other. Many girls keep a boy cut or bob cut.  Are they not living good life?"

Amma said “May be you are right.  But I suggest that you think again on this."

But appa would not budge. “I have thought clearly and listen to my condition carefully.  If she wants to enter engineering course, apart from what I have already told she will have to do this.  Immediately after getting admitted to the course, we will take her to Tirupati, get her head shaved off.  Thereafter, she will keep a short boycut till end of second semester.  If she gets minimum of 75% in each of them, she can start growing her hair without further cutting.  If she fails to get that much in either of the semesters, immediately she will stop going to Engineering college, sit at home and start growing hair.  She can read whatever novel she wants to read.  Two years later she will be married off.  By then she will have enough hair to braid, so no problem.  Though her counselling for engineering seat is a month away in end June, only 5 days are left for entering BSc.   So think well and give your decision in a couple of days.  If she wants to keep her long hair NOW, then let her join B.Sc.  If she wants to study Engineering, let her have short hair for a while.  The choice is hers"

I was not left with much choice.  Somehow I was too enamoured of Engineering course to just give it up because of losing hair for now.  Going to BSc. would make me feel too small in front of my friends.  What to do? Boy cut? May be I will pull it off. But why Tirupati gundu?
Next day evening I asked him the same. “Appa, why do you want me to have Tirupati gundu? A boycut in parlour should be okay, isn’t it?"
“What? Beauty Parlour? You must be joking. Listen, dear daughter.  Even after gundu, you will have boy cut, not in parlour but in barber shop! Do you think I am a fool to encourage squalor?  A haircut in barbershop will cost 20 rupees and in a beauty parlour it will cost 100 rupees or even more.  Add to it all other junk in parlour – pedicure, manicure, etc. etc. You will learn less of Civil engineering and more of beauty products."
“And you asked about Tirupati gundu, isn’t it?" he continued.  “See, we are a religious family.  So far, we never cut your hair. I do not want such nice, long and virgin hair going to the dust bin in a barber shop. Let it go to temple. And a gundu will be good for you spiritually.  If you do it with devotion Grace of God will be bestowed upon you making you more responsible.  So gundu is a must" he said firmly.
I did not have  any answer for that.  I slept over it on that day.  Next day, I went to meet Rekha.  She is one of my best friends and is a classmate since my primary school.  We studied PU also together.  Now something about her family is in order.
Her family consists of Rekha’s father’s parents, her parents, her elder sister Radhika three years elder to her and her younger brother two years younger than her.  Both are very good girls and are very well behaved and have helping nature.  Especially Radhika, with her mature behaviour, is the darling of their parents.  She not only is very mature and responsible but also very talkative and always makes others happy with her nice words and jokes.
In this family occasionally heads of all in the family including females are shaved off in some temple for some vow.  They did it once when Radhika passed her 5th standard.   Again after Rekha completed SSLC with very high marks, i.e. in 1991, her entire family, including the females came back from Tirupati with nice bald heads.   At that time Radhika was to enter II BA.  I had made fun of Rekha’s and Radhika’s bald heads.  They had taken it sportively.  In the two years since then the two girls had got back about 18 inches of hair.
The two girls made frequent visits to my house and became friends with my mom.  Radhika’s good and friendly nature won over my mother. I respect Radhika a lot.  It was her association which taught me very good English, both spoken and written.  And it was her association that taught me how to enjoy college life without becoming irresponsible.
Now Rekha had got very good marks in both PUC and CET.  She was angling for MBBS and she got it in one of the prestigious colleges of Banglore.  I told her about my predicament.  She laughed at it. “I told you so many times to concentrate on studies.  You are brighter than me but wasted away your time on silly things. I tell you that what your father is suggesting is entirely sensible.  Accept it, Geeta.  You will do good."
“But, to go to engineering college with a gundu (bald) head? How is that possible?"
“Look, Geeta, I also thought so before.  But the gundu I had two years ago changed my outlook.  Believe me, it was very enjoyble.  Go ahead and accept it happily.  You will be able to concentrate on studies much better with no hair for a while.  Even Radhika also said the same thing.  Of course, on a happy note, I will tease you a bit.  But that is all in the game.  Do you know that both myself and Radhika are going for a repeat gundu a couple of months from now?  She has already started going to B.Ed. classes.  About a month after my MBBS classes start both of us will visit Tirupati for the gundu.  We are eagerly looking for it."  I was shocked once more.  My dear Rekha is going to go to Medical College with gundu head!
I lost the only hope I had of getting support for my opposition to gundu.  I came home and told mom about it.  She said “Geeta, I also thought over it.  I think what appa says is correct.  Better you agree for a Tirupati gundu and boycut.  You will look good and you will be able to study better."  Hearing her words floored me.  I asked her why she started supporting appa.  She said in her mind she also wanted for a long time that my head should go bald once, especially after seeing the beautiful bald heads of Rekha and Radhika.  But initially she thought that Appa’s proposal was more a reaction on the spur of the moment.  The moment she saw that appa was serious about this she was very happy about it.
I thought for about an hour or so in the afternoon.  Pull of Engineering was proving too strong.  Rekha is saying gundu is highly enjoyable.  At that moment I gave up.  Okay. Let me experience it and get into Engineering, I thought.


After Appa came home, I announced that I am agreeing for gundu and later boycut, but I need to study Engineering.  If it is Civil so be it.  Appa was very happy to hear it.  Amma also smiled and stroked my long hair fondly saying “Do not worry, dear.  You will get back this hair by the time you finish engineering.  But do this happily and not with tears."  By now, I had given up.  So there would be no point in crying over it.  Better take it with a smile.  So I said, “Certainly, Amma and Appa, I will do this happily".  Immediately, Rahul, with a big grin, pulled my braid sharply as he often does.  I shouted at him “Leave it, you monkey" with mock anger lightly slapping on his head.  He shouted back saying “Last chance, Akka!

 The next day onwards, appa was at my back “Read this, write this, do this calculation, do this essay" and so on.  Even before my BE classes started, appa was at me making me more capable in various faculties – good, legible and fast writing, comprehension, mathematics, etc.  And if I am a successful and much sought after civil engineer today, I owe it to my appa’s strict handling of me those days.  He even told me once “Look, Geeta, the game has started and I am not the one to quit.  You have to do what I say." I understood his seriousness.
Joining B.Sc. was dropped.  And my counselling was held on the last day of June.  I got Civil Engineering in an ordinary Bangalore college.  I had to travel 12 km in college bus everyday in one direction.  I got admitted to the college the next day itself.  The college would open in six weeks time.

Three days later, Friday evening we left for Tirupati.  Appa put a bomb on Thursday.  Five weeks before, during the discussion about my haircut, amma had privately asked him whether she also could go bald along with their daughter? And why not all the four?.  Appa was dumbstuck for a while at her strange request but could gauge that she was serious about it.  Once, secretly he had dreamt of her having a nice boycut.  Who knows? He may be able to achieve it now.
Appa told her he did not have any problem with that.   Would her in-laws (i.e. his own parents, currently living with his elder brother in Mysore) agree for that?  She said she would check up in the morning.  And she did check up.  Ajji (my grandmother and m-i-l to my mother) listened to what all happened, agreed that my hair could go considering modern ways but Amma should not cut her hair.  Ajji had other plans.  Ramu’s (her elder son) two sons would be married in the next three-four years and she wanted the whole family (my grandparents, their two sons, their wives, the sons and wives of their first son, the two children of their second son) to visit Prayag and the married women to offer Venidaan (with full mundan) and the other gents and myself only mundan.  My mother normally respected her m-i-l and did not cross her decisions. But this time she pleaded with her that she really wanted to go bald and she would grow back hair for the Prayag visit which anyway was about 4 years away.  She thought over it and finally agreed with the condition that my mother should grow the hair to a braidable length in the next three years.  Also, we all should go to Mysore immediately after our Tirupati balding to show it to them.  So all the four of us – Appa, Amma, myself and Rahul – would become bald in Tirupati.  Amma had hair upto her midback. I saw a rare happiness in Amma’s face.  I asked her about it.  She shyly said that she had harboured the idea of becoming a baldy for a long time but did not have the guts or occasion to bring it up.  Now this is happening at a happy time of you entering Engineering.  I asked her whether she would grow back upto her current length or keep cutting it.  She said that as per Ajji’s diktat she should grow it back.  “We will see that later.  First let me enjoy the bald head for a while" she shyly added with a giggle.  Hearing that from Amma I lost whatever hesitation I had and started looking forward to my tonsure eagerly just like Amma and Rekha.
In Tirupati we all went to Kalyanakatta, got 4 tickets.  At that time there were no female barbers and unlike some modern chicks, none of us really bothered about getting tonsured by male barbers.  We four were distributed between two barbers.  In one queue myself and Appa were there and in the other Amma and Rahul were there.  In each queue three people were there ahead of us.  In my queue, two gents and a young lady – apparently wife of one of the gents – were there, all for clean tonsure.  In Amma’s quere there were four people – two gents and two girls of my age.  All of them were going to become bald.  In 15 minutes my father’s turn came after the lady rose up bald and in about 5 minutes he also rose with bald head.  Now I sat for my tonsure – first in my life time (Neither I nor Amma was tonsured in childhood also).  I glanced at the other queue.  The two gents had gone away, one girl was standing bald and the other was being shorn bald.  My head was being wetted and massaged by the barber.  I tried to concentrate and enjoy my tonsure instead of looking at the other girl’s tonsure.  The barber bent my head down and I suddenly had a scraping feeling from my crown towards my nape.  Oh! What a nice feeling!  In quick strokes the feeling expanded in the back of my head and it started feeling very cool.  Now the barber pulled his blade from crown towards my forehead.  For the first time I saw my own wet hair falling to my lap in front of my eyes!  Next he bent my left ear and scraped behind it.  What a beautiful sensation it was!  In a few strokes my left portion was bald and in a few more strokes the right side also was bald.  The barber ran the blade all over my head again making it smooth.  I rose up caressing my bald head.  Yes! What Rekha told is true.  This tonsure experience is really, really good!  No wonder, she and her  sister are going to tonsure again this year.  No wonder that the girl undergoing tonsure in the next queue had that satisfied smile on her face!  I already started thinking about a possible repeat tonsure for myself like Rekha
When I rose, Rahul’s tonsure was also over and he also rose up.  Now my 41 year old beautiful mother sat there with her butt lenght hair about to be shorn bald.  She was beaming with joy.  Looking at a bald me she gave a wide grin.  The barber wetted her hair and massaged it as usual and tied her hair in two knots.  He quickly got into the act – a scrape starting from mom’s forehead to her crown sealed her ‘fate’.  She resolutely avoided giggling. So happy she seemed to be on getting shorn.  In the next three minutes she was completely bald with a smooth shining pate – the barber ensured that with a repeat play of his razor.

Later we all took bath, had darshan of the Lord and started our journey back to Bangalore in the evening of Saturday.  Appa asked mom to buy a scarf which she resolutely denied – either for herself or me.  “She is also happy about her gundu and so am I.  Let us both enjoy showing it off for a while. No sky will fall.  Isn’t it Geetu?" She asked for my support.  And I wholeheartedly supported her.  And neither of us ever covered our heads.  And neither of us could desist from repeatedly stroking our own bald heads and enjoying the sensation.  And from then on both appa and amma started calling me ‘bodi’ with affection.  The epithet stuck and even today I am known as ‘bodi’ or ‘bodi Geeta’ to my near and dear ones and in my office even when I have sufficient hair.

As per Ajji’s wish, on Sunday early morning we all went to Mysore to show our bald heads to our grandparents, uncle Ramu, aunt Vasudha and their two sons – Kiran 26 and Varun 24.  And Ajji was beaming with joy looking at her bald daughter-in-law.  She said that she never imagined that her d-i-l would look so beautiful with a bald head.  She also blessed me saying that I look no less beautiful than Janu.  Uncle, aunty and my cousins also appreciated our looks.  Then Ajji threw a surprise. 

She (though she is 75 and ajja is 78 they are very healthy and active) told us to tag along with them to a prospective bride’s family.  Around 10 o’clock, the ten of us went to a house in three autorickshaws.  The family welcomed us.  The bride’s name was Satyabhama, B.Sc., B.Ed., 22 and working as school teacher.  She had a brother Vijay 20 and a sister Lakshmi 18.  The family was a traditional family.  They were happily surprised to see a family of four bladies.  Ajji proudly explained about our Tirupati trip the previous day.  Bhama’s mother was very happy.  ‘Bhama and Lakshmi also have Tirupati gundu vows.  Bhama wanted to go bald immediately after getting employed.  Lakshmi wanted to go bald immediately after getting a seat in Engineering College.  But we restrained them from executing the vows in view of marriage alliances for Bhama.  Lakshmi is still young and could wait till Bhama’s marriage is over’ the lady added.  Ajji said that she was happy about it but it will have to wait for some years as our family has its own calendar.  The alliance was accepted on both sides.  The marriage was fixed on 6th January 1994, Thursday.

We returned to Bangalore the same evening.  I was eager to show my bald head to Rekha and Radhika.  On Monday Rekha and Radhika came to my house, ragged me nicely about my bald head, ragged my mom also a bit though with enough respect.  And we all had a good laugh with Rekha’s hands not leaving my bald head.  She and Radhika also started calling me ‘bodi’.   I saw the sheer love in them for me and accepted it happily.

Time passed quickly.  My studies with my father watching over me went on.  In about six weeks, all of us had grown about 3/4th inch of hair.  With my college to open on Aug 16th Monday, my father made a proposal on 14th – tomorrow would be my first visit to barbershop.  I could get a repeat tonsure and start going to engineering college a bald girl or I could start off with the boycut.  Of course with the hair length I have grown, the boycut would be more of a military cut.  Either of the two cuts is a must. Choice is mine.  Even if I chose bald, the next month’s cut would be a military one.  And a cut on the first Sunday of every month is a must henceforth in the next year.  Amma said a repeat bald is better since I would be better off bald in the college beginning.  And a military cut during entry into college may look a bit punkish.  Finally, I endorsed Amma’s stand.

Long Hair Rachana and Shorthair Latha

Rachana is from north india and she stayed in tamilnadu for her job. She stayed in a working women’s hostel. She just completed her college her age is 23. She had gorgeous knee length hair. She joined the company 2 months back. Everybody in her hostel and office watching her long hair. So she also proud about herself for her glorious hair. But her hair is curly, so she want to straighten her long hair without cut or trim. So the weekend she went to parlor and she completed her hair straightening. It looks gorgeous again, because her hair is little extended now. All of them in her hostel loves her new look. She keeps her hair freely. After the 2 to 3 months she got a new project, and she works in office for morethan 13 hours, so she is very tensed and high pressure. Also she felt sick for couple of days. So she is not maintain her longhair properly. She also worried about that but she can’t do anything. Also she works in the weekend. So she don’t have leisure time for the past 3 months. Also this work pressure will continue for morethan 6 to 7 months. So sometime she stayed in her office and finish the work, and came to hostel after 2 days at 5pm.

Her roommate latha is from Andhra, she maintains her hair shoulder length. However she is love to grow long hair but she is not patience to grow such long hair. So she maintains shoulder length. She cuts her hair every 2 to 3 months. Rachana return to work and sleep well, so latha don’t want to disturb her. After 3 hours sleep she wakeup for the dinner. And she went to toilet and refresh herself and come back. Then both they went to dinner. Once they finish the dinner they comeback to their room. Latha asked about her work pressure, Rachana said, it’s high pressure job and she is fresher, so she want to learn the experience, so she want to work the company for other 3 to 4 years.   Latha also accepted this.

But Rachana worried about her hair, she said, “It’s difficult to maintains my long hair, because for the past 1 month I haven’t wash my hair, it’s looks ugly, so I plan to wash my hair tomorrow. Otherwise my long hair will fallen soon. Latha said, no problem Rachana, if you want I will also help you, because I love your long hair, Rachana said thanks. Then they went to sleep. In early morning Rachana wakeup and she called Latha for her help. Latha washed Rachana’s hair completely with shampoo. And she used hair dryer to dry her hair. Then only Rachana feel happy. And she hug Latha and said thanks. Then she left to the office. So after this every week Latha helping to Rachana for her hair wash.

But after the 1 month Latha got transferred to other branch in Chennai, so she wants to vacate the hostel and move to nearby her office. Latha ask Rachana to join with her. But she said, it’s far away from her office. So Latha only vacated the room. After Latha’s absence Rachana feel bad for company, like food, and mainly for her hair wash.  After a month again her hair got dried due to not proper care. Some of her office friends and hostel friends suggest that short her hair sometime, once the work pressure is over then you can grow again long hair, otherwise your hair will start falling also it will not grow like this much. But Rachana said no way to cut her hair. Also she went to beautician for her haircare, she also suggest the same thing. She don’t have a choice. Finally Rachana decided to cut her hair short, but she don’t know what length she want to maintain. Most of them preferred bobcut and some of them said midback.

Then finally she decides first go for midback hair, if it’s suits she can maintain, otherwise cut it short like bob. In the Sunday morning she went to near by parlor for her first haircut. Once she reach the parlor, she informed she want midback haircut. Beautician questioned about her haircut, she explain her situation, then beautician replied, if you want to cut her hair please go for bob otherwise it’s same kind of difficulties for midback hair also. Rachana said, please cut midback I will check if it suits me otherwise I will go for bobcut. Then the parlor lady said ok. Then she covered her body with cloth, and comb her long hair and sprayed water in her hair. Then she took the scissor and cut her hair upto her hip length, now she is in hiplength hair, Rachana look her hair length, and she wants reduce more length, so again she cut her hair upto midback. 

Rachana looks her half her hair is gone, but she is not satisfied this look, it’s look very ordinary. She finally decided to go for a bobcut. Then the beautician put the scissor in her shoulder and cut her hair. Rachana feel badly that moment, because for the past 6 to 7 years she maintains but 5 mins all of her hair is gone. Other 2 mins beautician cut her hair equally and asking for front cut, she said ok, so she cut her front portion. Rachana is look a like a modern girl. She won’t recognize her face in the mirror. Then she pay the amount and came back to her hostel, everybody in her hostel looks surprisingly and asked about her haircut, she said just for a change. Next day she went to office, again everybody shocked and surprised her newlook. Rachana got irritated about the questions so she said I want change my look for some time so I cut it short, I don’t know next 2 to 3 months what hairstyle I will do whether boycut or bald. I satisfied my look so don’t ask anything about my hair. After her statement everybody left from the place.

Next week Latha came to hostel and she also surprised with her newlook, and she said I know, you are going to cut your hair soon, this time Rachana got surprised her Latha’s statement and she asked how do you know? Latha said I just thinking If I am not there it’s difficult to maintain your longhair so 1 or 2 months you will surely cut your hair. Rachana said “yes correct” because I don’t have choice now I am happy to maintain this short hair for sometime, if not again I will go for a boycut. Next 1 year I want to maintains the same kind of hairstyle, after 1 year based on my work pressure I will grow my hair again. Latha smiled and appreciate her decision. After the 2 months Rachana gone for boycut due to summer and the work pressure. But this time latha want to grow her hair long now she is in midback hair. She want to grow her hair upto her hip

Radhika near Madurai

I am radhika near Madurai I got marriage three years before.my mil and hus are more religious I am also religious every year my mil and husband are wearing mala for palani temple and they go temple by walk.this year i asked my mil aunty I also wearing malai she said ok.next day all the three members in our family go to market and purchased tulasi mala and four yellow sarees for me and mil and two yellow dothies for my hus.next day morning we take headbath and wear yellow sarees my mil applied vibuthi pattai on all fore heads that meants three long vibuthi stripes. 

Then go to vinayagar temple near my house and weared a malai.after coming to our house my mil said she and my hus mil said she and my hus planned to shave their heads in palani and she requsted me to give three cuts.i accepted and asked my mil aunty you have a long hair why to shave she replied venduthal. two days later my friend suba come to my house and she looked my getup and said enna samiyarini mathri ayita entha koviluku malai.i replied palani murugan temple and she said manjal selai vibuthi pattaila samiyarini mathri irruka appidiyae palanila mottai adichitina orginal samiyar ave mariruvae.

i laughed and said naan mottai podala enga athai yum hus um motao poduranga she said neeyum mottai pottuka appathan mottai kudumbam nu solla midium my mil laughed pavam radhika avala vambu illukatha. After suba relive from our home that matter going on my mind and imagine abt my bald look it was interesting and I thinked abt en naamalum oru thadava mottai adika kudathu.in lunch table I asked my mil athai ennuku mottai potta nalla irrukuma my mil replied why u r asked that question mottai poda assaiya I replied illa atha summa than kettan neenga mottai poda poratha pathi nenaithu partheen appathan naanum mottai adicha enna nu thonuichu she said you r a young girl and u have a long hair athanala nee venanumnu sonnanen I replied parava illai athai samiku thana mudi a koodukirom and I also had a wish to shave my head .

mil said ok your hair ur wish but inform to ur hus and parents.i said pls,thai neengale solli permission vangi thanga.she agreed.evening my hus retrun from office my mil said to my hus radhika um mottai poda assaipadura nee enna sollura hus asked enna didirunu aasai I replied neenga rendu perum mottai adikum pothu naan matum mudi oda irruntha nalla irrukathu.he smiled and said ok.after that mil called my parents in mobile and naanga ellurom malaai pottu irrukom kudumbathoda mudi irrakalumnu mudivu panni irrukom neenga permission kudutha radhika vum mudi irrakuva illaina poo mudi eduthu kittum.my parents said if radhika wish she shave her head.i am very happy next day I go to suba house and asked neeium palaniku vaa enku company iku.she agreed and I did not said abt my tonsure.on that day me my hus and mil go to palani by walk suba joined with us in palani bus stand and she asked my mil aunty eppa mottai adika porenga apidiyae ivalukum mottai adichi vitingana nalla irrukum I said suba summa irru naan mottai poda maataen then we go to lodge and freshup.i said suba nee ingayae rest edu ivarum athaium mottai poda poranga naan kudappietu varen she said ok. 

I kept my tonsure matter surprisely for suba. we go to saravana poigai tonsure hall and we directly go to barber he said first purchase a ticket. My hus go to counter and bought three tokens and gave in our hands first my hus and mil sat before various barbers in a same time . That time I was nervous and butterfly fly in my heart. And I un braid my hair.in five mins they stand up with clead bald head my hus was diffeent look without hair and mistache .i rubbed my mil head and said mottai athai she replied innum angu nimasathula neeyum motta mandai agapora appurum enna.that time my said appurum pesikillam late aguthu so I gave token to one barber he asked mottaiya poo mudiya I replied with smile mottai barber smiled asked me to sat before him.

i sat barber bent my head towards him and take a hand full of water and message in my head that time one lady come she braid my hair in to two knots then my head is totaly wet and water swatig on my face then he change the blade in knife she started shaving my head.in two mins one knot fall in my lap after twomins another knot follows it.and he made my head.after that we go to room I was stayed before a door suba looked my mil and said aunty u r looking beautiful in bald and wr is radhika she said she is coming that time I entered in the room.suba saw me and got surprised hey neeum mottai pottutiya and rubbed my head for long time.we take bath my mil applied sandal paste on all bald heads it was so cool and I like it . And we wear yellow dress mil applied a vibuthi pattai on all fore heads including suba.i asked suba nee sona saamiyar look vandhuruicha she smiled and said me mottai we go to temple 

next day I go to my parents house I gave prasadam I mother very happy. and my elder sisters childrens coming and rub my head and said mottai aunty.from that suba always called me a mottai.next day I inform my mil athai adutha varusamum mottai podalam,she accepted.and suba hus told their family inculding suba will shave their heads for next year suba smiled I also smiled with bald head.

Tonsure of 3 long haired girls....

Hi,my name is priya.i am 21yr old married women living in chennai.i had thick black well maintained and trimmed hair which was touching my waist.i used to wash my hair thrice in a week and get a trim regularly so that it look even at my waist.i was working in a bank .my husband was working for a security industry in bangalore which was far from chennai.so he usually comes home at the weekends.he has also put a secret camera in every room because no one will be home during the day times and to catch the burglers if any theft took place .my self and my husband alone only know about this security. he loved my long hair and he will play with it putting ponytails,knots etc for me.so i only live the home during the weekdays.i told this to my mother and she said that make some plans for i .i had a younger sister named ramya ,she had written her higher secondary examinations and was waiting for her results.

                     It was one saturday when myself and my husband were at home doing some work. suddenly a phone call came and i attended the call .it was my mom. she said that ramya wanted to visit chennai and she wanted to enjoy the holidays their it seems.i replied mom that i will go for work in the morning and returned only in the evening and she will be alone in the home.mom said that ramya will go out during that time with some of her classmates living in chennai.then priya told that if ramya was interested she can come her and stay for a week.mom said that she will come home with ramya and leave her there. priya agreed to that and she hanged up her phone.priya told her husband familly was  going to visit our home tommorow and ramya would stay in our home for a week.

                    It was sunday morning ,at 10.00AM priya parents arrive there in their car and ramya also came.priya was amazed to see ramya and ramya was also amazed to priya .they both hugged each other.priya saw that ramya hair has grown longer and it was beautiful and blackish and also saw another girl coming out from car .priya asked who is she . mom replied that her name is divya . her parents died a few years back .she has no one to look after her and no place to go.she was living with us after ur marriage doing the house works.i brought her here to do your house work and look after the house when u have gone for work.she was having long hair which was below her waist and she plaitted into a singe ponytail.priya was not too happy with her by her looks and she invited her into the home. then divya went into the home and started to do the houseworks.the day went by and all had their lunch and priya's parent  left their home in the evening and priya's husband also left for his job tommorow.finally priya,ramya and divya were at home .divya was given a blanket and a pillow and she was asked to sleep in the hall.the night went by and all had a good slumber that night.

                   Ramya had gone to tirupathi recently and she watched real time women having waist length hair just shered with a straight razor in just few minutes and she became interested in it and she wanted to witness it again and she became a hair enthusiast from that time .though she had waist length blackish her she dont want to cut it because she thought it may destroy her beauty and thought of doing it for the others around her .this was running through her mind and she became very hair crazy.it was monday evening,that time her sister priya entered her room and she came back from work.she went into the bathroom and had shower. after shower she was drying her hair with the dryer. ramya got more crazy and wanted to shave her sister's hair .she saw that priya's hair was just below her waist and she had trimmed and maintained it well. though ramya thought that priya is her sister she never minded it and wanted to shave her sisters head. she just was waiting  for the right moment to come .at that night at dinner,she had seen divya also had long hair tied into a single ponytail hanging to her waist.she thought that she should also be shaved . and she was putting a master plan for having the two womens head shaved within a week as she may return to her native within a week.

                 It was tuesday morning ,and priya called to her boss and said that she will not come for work today .the boss asked for the reason . she replied that she has to attend a party that evening where her friend is geting married .priya boss told her that she could take leave today and come tommorow for work.she also asked to ramya to get ready for the party this evening.priya asked her to wear her costly saree which she had bought some weeks before.the saree was so costly that she preserved it very very carefully.she took that saree and found out some wrinkles in the saree and she called up divya,house servant and told her to iron it well and told her to be extra careful with the saree as it was costy and she also said that she will get mad and do whatever she want if something happened to the saree.divya noded her head and went to iron the saree.this was heared by ramya and she thought that this was the right moment for shaving one of the women.priya was taking bath.divya started ironing the saree and ramya saw this.ramya went into the kitchen and and put the gas stove on which divya switched off as she was doing the ironing.and she came out of kitchen. and after some time she yelled at divya that some thing is burning in the kitchen.divya kept he iron box aside and ran into the kitchen to see what was burning.at that time ramya took the iron box and placed it over the saree which was folded into four pieces.and she went inside the room waiting to see what is going to happen.then came priya from the shower and she witnessed the iron box placed over the saree.she removed the iron box and saw the ironingtable through the big hole which was as the shape of the iron box.she started crying as it was the costliest saree and it was bought by her husband as a present.divya took care of the things in the kitchen and returned for ironing the saree.she was stunned to see what was was happening .the first word that divya utered seeing it was"i didnot do it".priya was speech less.now ramya came and saw her crying sister and she caught her shoulder and moved her to her bedroom and ramya locked the bedroom door.divya was looking very amazed at the things which had happened and she noticed that something was instore for her may be a punishment.she was waiting at the hall to witness what was going to happen to her after they come out the room.

                        In the room had a conversation about a punishment .priya was crying.ramya told that we have to give a punishment for her so that this type of thing would not be repeated.priya was speechless and she got angry and said yes to ramya. she asked what punishment would she give to her.ramya at this moment got happy and said that she was a young girl at this age the best punishment which could be given is a headshave and she also had long hair.priya felt sorry for divya and thinking of the saree she noded saying that we willl shave her head.priya asked that she would not agree to cut her hair.ramya told thatwe can tie her upand give the punishment.priya agreed with ramya and both convinced each other of tieing up her first in the chair.

                      Priya and ramya came out of the room and they were having an angry look.divya was very afraid and she did not know what is in store for her.ramya asked divya to go inside the bed room and wait there.divya without knowing any thing about the punishment she went into the room.after some time they both entered the room and asked divya to take a seat in the chair and she thought that they are going to scold her.she sat and she was listening to priya she said that she did not do it. ramya was not there in the room at that time. then entered ramya  into the room and she came near chair where divya was sitting soon priya also came near the chair and ramya brought a belt and tied divya's body onto the chair.she had never expected this.soon her hands were also tied to the chair with some rope by priya.divya asked what they where going to do to her.they both looked at her angrly.then ramya entered the room with a bucket of water with a mug in it.she dont know what was going soon priya took a cellotape and shut her mouth so that she not shout.priya moved the chair in front of a big dressing mirror through which divya could see her whole body tied inthe chair.priya went and switched on the ac.soon the room was cool.after some time ramya returns with a black box .when she opened it i found a straight razor ,three new blades,scissors.then divya got the whole thing .she knew that her hair was going to be cut.she tried to moved but she was tightly tied to the chair.she could not shout alsoas her mouth was sealed. priya began to remove divya's ponytail and ramya took a white cloth and caped her around the neck.then priya took a hand full of water and placed over divya's head .divya started crying and she was feeling were cool due to ac .after wetting completly she took the scissors.divya though crying ,felt that some of her hair would remain for her she was a little happy. this happiness was short lived .as soon as she went near her hair with the scissors she stopped and they both moved aside and had a little converstion.they returned back.soon priya took the mug with full of water and started massaging the hair.divya was very afraid that she would be shaved .without any hesitation priya took the straight razor and loaded it with a new blade .divya knew that she would be bald within a few minutes and could not do anything.priya caught a large amount of her hair and put it in the front.ramya was standing and witnessing this and she was very happy.she found that divya hair was so long and shinning with water.priya took the razor placed it in crown region and she pulled the razor.ramya began to see a white patch in the middle of the head.divya was crying heavily.soon priya moved the razor over her front head .soon the front portion was over.she looked like a bald old man with long hair in the sides.priya moved to th right and started removing the bangs.and then she moved back to have the backportion shaved .finnaly all of divya's lie in her laps and floor,all hair were long strands.finally priya gave another time razoring over divya's head.then she removed all the rope,belt and the cape. finally removed the cellotape from her mouth. divya looked herself through the mirror and she was a new bald beauty.priya told this was the punishment for destroying her saree.she could not speak and she got up and walked out of the room.

                             Ramya left seeing tonsure and she had it recorded in the handycam.divya went inside the kitchen.priya locked herself in the room.ramya then moved to divya and felt sorry for her .she said that priya was responsible all this.divya grew angry and she told that she will get her revenge.ramya told divya that she also did not like her sister and wanted to leave her.divya was confused.ramya at this moment said "do u want to the same what priya did to u"divya lit up and said yes as she was angry with priya.ramya told that she could shave her head this afternoon by adding this sedative in her lunch and she will become uncouncious and u could have ur revenge.divya asked why are u doing this to ur own sister .ramya replied that she didnot like her and she thinks that she is the beautiful girl around.

                            Lunch was prepared and served in the table by divya and she also added the sedative in one plate. priya did not know that she was double crossed .ramya was already in the table and priya came from the room and asked ramya where is divya .she said that she was crying in the kitchen.priya asked who prepared the lunch.ramya said that it was me who prepared the lunch. without any hesitation she started eating the lunch.after her lunch she went to divya and said that she was sorry for what she did.divya was crying still.ramya had also finished the lunch.priya went out to the hall and she sat for sometime and soon she fell unconcious .ramya went to kitchen and called divya .she also came.they both carried priya to her bedroom where the chair was in front of the mirror with all divya's hair on the floor.the place was untouched after the shave.ramya and divya managed to put priya in the chair. divya took the mug with water and started wetting priya's hair .she massaged her hair for 2 minutes as her hair was long.divya remembered priya coming and askin sorry to her.she felt that priya was her master if she would shave her head she would have no place to go and she utered to ramya that she will not do it.and went into the kitchen and locked her up.ramya wanted priya's head to be shaved and with divya locked herself up she planned to do the headshave by herself and tell to priya that divya did it after she was concious.ramya started putting the same white cape around priya's neck and started massaging her hair.ramya took the same razor and loaded it with a new blade .she started from the back.she kept the razor at the crown region and pulled it downwards and long strands fell from priya's head hten she placed the razor in the crown region.and started goig scr....scrrr.... now the front was over .long strands of priya's hair was on her laps and in the floor.divya's hair was also there in the floor untouched.then she completed her bangs .and ramya saw priya's new shaved plate and she removed the cape and large amount of hair was on the floor both priya's and divya's.

                                Ramya thought that priya would be awake soon and go mad.so she thought of going to the shop and return back in the evening.that way she can tell that divya had shaved her head and i was out for shopping at that time.the idea thought by ramya was good,she felt and she left locking the front door.  soon priya got concious and went bizzark when she saw her baldplate.she was very angry and she could not remember anything what happened.she immediately felt that divya was responsible for this and she went searching for her.she was not found and she saw her front door locked.she thought that divya had escaped from the home.priya decided to call the police home.

                         She thought of what evidence she will show to the police when they arrive here.she remembed the security system.she switched on the computer to see what happened in her home.priya was stunned to see the videos recorded by her secret camera in all her rooms.she saw that ramya had switched on the gas stove and placed the iron box over the saree which she thought that divya did it.she went more angry when she saw the conversation between ramya and divya in the kitchen about the sedative.finnaly she was stuck with a final blow.she saw the video where ramya was shaving her head and divya was not in the room.she now noticed that ramya was the culprit behind this and she was burning like a red hot chillie inside.she thought of not calling the police as ramya is her own sister and her career will be spoiled by calling the police.

                              Priya then went and sat in the hall waiting for ramya to come home.to her suprise the kitchen door opened and divya came out with her bald head.though she was angry with priya she went to a suprise seeing  priya's head shaved like hers.she asked who did it.priya with anger told that bitch ramya was behind all this and she had placed the iron box over the saree and shaved my head. divya then told that it was ramya's idea to put the sedative in the lunch.priya said i know all.divya asked how.priya then said about the security system in her home.finally they both realized what happened and got their headshaved.priya and divya where waiting angrly for ramya to return.priya said to divya that we shave ramya's head too like ours.divya without any hesitation noded he head. priya told divya to remian hidden when ramya arrives home.when she arrives home i will take her to my bedroom u come behind with the same belt and rope and we can tie her upin the chair.they were waiting till 4:00pm

                             Finally ramya arrived ,divya was hiding in the closet.ramya saw the angry face of priya sitting in the hall.she went near her and asked what happened and where is divya.priya starred at her and asked her come to my bedroom.she came.divya came out of the closet and sneeked from behind.priya pushed ramya onto the chair.divya was holding her up and priya put the belt over ramya's body and tied her hands to the chair .she could not move.she yelled at priya that divya is the one who shaved your head and not me and she also said that she doesnt know anything.priya switched on the computer and showed her the videos which was recorded by the secret camera in every room. ramya got stunned and said "what is it...?""how did it happen...?''ramya then later realized that they both knew what had happened and she went crying.she begged priya not shave her head and she apolgized that she was sorry and she will go to native now itsely .priya took the cellotape and sealed her mouth like divya. she started crying .priya took a mug full of water and poured it over ramya's head she had long blakish touching her waist.priya started massaging andthe hair was wet enough .ramya started crying heavily.tears started to touch her laps.priay took the same whit cape and tied it around ramya's neck.she then took the same razor and loaded it with a straight razor.ramya's eyes went big.priya grabbed ramya's hair from the crown region and put it in her front

and placed the razor on the crown region and started scr...scrrr..... white patches appear on ramya's head.priya carried on the front. soon the front was completed and large pile of blackish hair fell on ramya's lap and she she started with her bangs and then priya moved back and started scr... scrrr.... on the back of ramya's head from the crown.soon she also become a bald plate.ramya looked at the mirror and her face was rainnig with tears.soon priya removed the capeand all the beautiful blackish hair fell in the floor.at that time all the three girls were at the same place.it looked like tirupathi where tonsure would take place.priya removed the belt and rope.ramya ran with tears in to her room an locked it.divya was looking all the time what was happening.priya went and called to her parents and asked them to come tommorow morning and called to her office and said that she wont come for a month.the hair and the chair where untouched.

                                Its wednesday morning,parents arrive.they were stunned to see priya with bald head.they asked what happened.priya explained all the things which happened yestreday and her mother asked where is ramya.ramya came out from the room.mom slaped her and said "look what have u done...?".u deserve this headshave.here after u are not coming to madras to met ur sister.ramya went along with parents and divya was staying with me as she did not worry abt head anymore.saturday came and priya's husband came home.he was stuck with suprise and asked what happened.priya explained it all.priya's husband convinced her by saying that u look gorgeous with bald head.