Let me share my experience with you, which had once devastated my life..
Which had once devastated my crowning glory...
Ohhhhh! I was only fifteen and studying in a convent.
I had to adhere to their strict rules of personal hygiene. My long, golden brown, extremely shiny hair was every day lavishly oiled by my mother and further tied into two neat braids by my very sweet elder sisters, who kept a close watch on my bags, school rules and general ethics. I hated all this like any other teenager, I always wanted to shampoo and flaunt my lustrous hair... :)
But now I am really grateful to my late mother for seeing personally that my hair was oiled and tied into two neat long beautiful braids, with blue ribbons adorning them. As after decades my hair is still shiny and feels good to touch!
Though at that time, how I had hated all this... ughhhh!!! Oiled braids..Uffff!!
Though at that time, how I had hated all this... ughhhh!!! Oiled braids..Uffff!!
Oh! Oh! I have deviated from the topic.. Yessss I did love my hair and the beautiful braids which my sisters used to make them for me but only in my shampooed hair.
Yes, what I missed at that time was