The Colorful Cattle Fest In Pushkar

The Colorful Cattle Fest In Pushkar

Her Stylish Bob 1

Her Stylish Bob

The first time I met her , she was hugging and playing with my daughter. I went close to my daughter but she was so happy with her. I introduced myself to her stating that I was the mother of the baby she was holding. She started speaking words of adulation for my daughter , describing how much she adored her. Then I asked her name & she told me her name and her son’s name who was a school mate of my daughter.

I would keep running into her whenever I would go to pick my daughter up from play-school . She would have the same pleasant smile and a lot of affection for my little toddler. But more than anything I would notice her short hair. A bob which made her look quite stylish and she would carry it with a lot of grace. I would always wonder, with my long hair, if I could ever look as good with such a hair style . But believe me this women looked awesome.

She would always be at the back of my mind, her pleasant smile and smart demeanour .We happened to meet during the independence day celebration at the school. She told me again how much she adored my daughter. I had forgotten her name by then but couldn’t bring myself to ask her. I noticed her chubby-cheeked son . He was really cute and an year older than my daughter . On the same day, the school was also celebrating Rakshabandhan. She specifically told me and the teachers that my daughter was not to tie a Rakhi on her son’s wrist. She thought that my daughter was too cute to be her son’s sister!

There was music and dancing at that function and in the end the teachers, the students and the parents were expected to dance, but no one was willing to take to the floor. She was the first amongst the parents to hit the floor & I followed suit. Later we exchanged numbers. I added her on facebook and saw her pictures. She had hair as long as mine. I wrote on her page “ though you look wonderful in this haircut, you had such lovely hair!”

A few days back I called her out of the blue and in the course of that conversation she told me that she had had brain-tumour and that was the reason for her short hair. A person so pleasant and lively had gone through so much pain, but had never let-on to anyone. Kudos to the short-haired lady. You ROCK

Her Stylish Bob

Her Stylish Bob

The first time I met her , she was hugging and playing with my daughter. I went close to my daughter but she was so happy with her. I introduced myself to her stating that I was the mother of the baby she was holding. She started speaking words of adulation for my daughter , describing how much she adored her. Then I asked her name & she told me her name and her son’s name who was a school mate of my daughter.

I would keep running into her whenever I would go to pick my daughter up from play-school . She would have the same pleasant smile and a lot of affection for my little toddler. But more than anything I would notice her short hair. A bob which made her look quite stylish and she would carry it with a lot of grace. I would always wonder, with my long hair, if I could ever look as good with such a hair style . But believe me this women looked awesome.

She would always be at the back of my mind, her pleasant smile and smart demeanour .We happened to meet during the independence day celebration at the school. She told me again how much she adored my daughter. I had forgotten her name by then but couldn’t bring myself to ask her. I noticed her chubby-cheeked son . He was really cute and an year older than my daughter . On the same day, the school was also celebrating Rakshabandhan. She specifically told me and the teachers that my daughter was not to tie a Rakhi on her son’s wrist. She thought that my daughter was too cute to be her son’s sister!

There was music and dancing at that function and in the end the teachers, the students and the parents were expected to dance, but no one was willing to take to the floor. She was the first amongst the parents to hit the floor & I followed suit. Later we exchanged numbers. I added her on facebook and saw her pictures. She had hair as long as mine. I wrote on her page “ though you look wonderful in this haircut, you had such lovely hair!”

A few days back I called her out of the blue and in the course of that conversation she told me that she had had brain-tumour and that was the reason for her short hair. A person so pleasant and lively had gone through so much pain, but had never let-on to anyone. Kudos to the short-haired lady. You ROCK