Birthday Headshave.... Headshave 2022

It was my birthday today and Seema promised something very special. She had been very busy the last days, running around in the afternoons, making telephone calls. Moreover, she had a kind of very special grin on her face when she looked at me. I really was very curious to know what was going on. She still had the short bob I did about a year ago. I regularly cut her hair to maintain her style. Then I let her cut my hair too. That was a kind of funny experience, for both of us. We decided to celebrate my birthday on Sunday. Seema asked me to take Monday off and have a free day. I did and wondered what she’d planned for Sunday. So there I was, it was Sunday morning and Seema was gone. I woke up and tried to touch her, but she was not here, not in the entire flat (it was hers) and there was not even a note. I got up and searched the flat, maybe this was a kind of game. Nothing. It was 10:30 now, and I began to feel a little disappointed. If this was a game, I did not like it very much. I heard the doorbell and went to open the door. A boy was handing me a letter. I gave him a tip, closed the door, and opened it. Inside was an address, nothing more. It was quite close to her flat, but I could not remember what was there. I got dressed and went there. It was a barbershop. Quite small. Seema was in there, and the barber and his assistant and two customers. When I entered I saw a table standing behind the barber chairs. A big breakfast was prepared on it. Seema kissed me and asked me to take her place. I sat down and faced the barber chairs in front of me. There were two women, waiting to be served. Seema smiled. “I thought you would like breakfast in a barbershop, ” she said. As I saw the barber and his assistant preparing to cut the hair of their customers. I considered that a very fine idea. The women had quite short hair already and asked to cut it into their style again. So I had breakfast, constantly watching how the two were styled. Seema finished her meal quicker than I did. I always had an eye on the happenings in front of me. “I will be back soon,” she said and went off. As the action was still going on, I had no problem with that and continued eating. Then a tall woman with long dark hair entered the shop. She whispered something to the barber and he nodded. I watched her looking through the magazines. She smiled at me. The two women in front of me were finished and left the shop. The barber turned around and said, “I am Ron”. His assistant left the shop too and Ron locked the door. “This is Linda,” he said, “she wants to have her hair cut, and Seema told me you might want to assist me.” I stared at the two. Linda smiled at me. I could only say “Sure” and stood up. “First I will describe the style Linda will get.” Linda sat down and Ron took some magazines. He showed me one of the pictures. It was one of these new fashion short styles. The hair is about 1 1/2 inch long, but some shorter, giving a kind of untidy look, with small strands reaching in the face. “We will modify this a bit,” Ron said, “we will especially crop the neck.” Linda, sitting in front of us nodded. She took her long hair and pulled it up to show her neck. Ron now explained the cut he wanted to do. “There will be a cropped section running around the head, very short. Beginning over the ears and following the line down the neck. About 1 or 2 inches broad. Above that another section, cropped a little longer, following that line too. The rest of the hair on the top will be done as shown in the magazine”. Ron explained. I could imagine the hairstyle. And I felt my hands getting cold, just thinking about cutting or even helping to cut Linda’s hair. Ron got a set of scissors and other equipment and handed it over to me. I looked at the parts. Linda looked in the mirror and said “OK, guys start it.” A little “I must be dreaming” came into my head. But Ron looked at me and smiled, took one of the scissors, and began to cut the hair. So I did too. I took a strand in my left hand and cut it right below the right ear. We finished that around the head. I always looked in the mirror to see Linda’s face, but she looked comfortable with it. “Seema told me you can cut hair,” Ron said, “but I will explain what we are going to do anyway, so there will be no misunderstanding.” That was OK for me. After all, there was equipment I never used before. And I did not want to ruin Linda’s hairstyle. “First we do the top,” Ron said. “We will start by cropping the hair to one length.” He took my clippers and fastened guidance on them. “OK, go on” I started to crop Linda’s hair down to a 2-inch length. Ron was constantly watching. I felt the hair falling down over my hands. Linda smiled at me to encourage me. I ran the clippers over her head. Clipping her hair down to the length Ron told me. Finished, Ron took special scissors and said, “I will show you how to use those.” I watched him. He cut small strands with the scissors that seemed to be more like a comb. So some of the hairs were cut by it, and some not. “We will make 3 different lengths with this one,” Ron said. Carefully I took my scissors and joined him. When we had finished the topping, Linda’s hair was looking exactly like the picture shown in the magazine. Little strands, pointing in different directions. And she liked it. I could tell out of the way she looked in the mirror. “Now the sides and neck, and then back to finish the top,” Ron said. I took the clippers again and fastened the guidance Ron handed me over. “We will crop now around the head, starting over the ears and following the line down to the neck. Then we will change to another guidance, a shorter one, and do the second step, at about half of the cropped section. So it will be like two steps and then the strands on the top.” Ron explained and showed me how he wanted to do this. I understood that he explained that part carefully. After all, he did not know me, and this was an important part of Linda’s style. The hair would be cropped down to about half an inch, maybe a little shorter, and at the second step even shorter than that, down to a quarter, as I could tell looking at the guidance prepared. I carefully positioned my clippers above Linda’s right ear. On the lower side of the clipper was one line with the hairline there. Slowly I started to crop down, following that line down to the neck. Now she had a band of short cropped hair, about two inches broad. Ron let me do the neck. He told me to go a little higher up there and I did so. I looked at Linda and she looked great. Above her cropped hair there was a kind of fluffy topping. Giving her the look of a little boy, who had not combed his hair for a while. We changed to the scissors again and finished the longer hair in the back and on the sides. “Now for the last part,” Ron said and got other clippers. These were smaller than the other, about half broad. “You will crop now the next step around her head,” he said, smiling at Linda,” but be careful”. I took the clippers. They were looking like puppy clippers. Very small. The guidance was fixed and I prepared for the final. Very carefully I began to crop the right side of Linda’s head. The remaining hair was no more than short stubble, a little broader than one inch. I continued around. In the neck I cropped it a little higher up, to match the line of the top. After some corrections with the scissors, to do a straight line Linda was ready. She stood up and smiled, touched her cropped hair, and said “I like that. Seema was right, it will fit me” she said. Ron in the meantime packed the equipment into a bag. Linda grinned and took an envelope out of her bag. She gave it to me. I opened it and read: “You liked it? I am sure you did. I am waiting at your side. Seema” She was right, I liked it. I said goodbye to Linda and thanked her, for taking the risk to let me crop her hair. Ron gave me the bag and said. “This is a present, all these things you do not have, at least Seema did not see them yet.” I took the bag and the only thing I wanted was to be with Seema as soon as possible, to tell her how much I liked her present. So I left the place and went to my flat, carrying my new equipment with me. At home, I opened the door and called Seema. “I am here” she answered. I heard her voice coming out of the bathroom, next to the sleeping room. I entered the sleeping room to go and hug her for that present and nearly ran into something. There was something new in this room. A barber’s chair, chrome, and black leather. It looked like an old one but was either restored or a copy. There was a big “happy birthday” sign on it. I examined it. It was adjustable in height and turn-able and really very beautiful. Seema stood in the doorway to the bathroom. She was naked and smiled at me. “You try how it works?” she said, approaching me. She folded her hands behind my neck and kissed me. I smile and said, “you want to fix your style again?” Seema grinned: “No, I want the style you did to Linda today. It took me weeks to convince her of that style. I guess you know how to do it?” With a smile, she sat down on that chair. Now I knew why she had insisted on me taking the next day as a free day. I got my new equipment and prepared it for the haircut. But first, I carried her over to the bed. We had enough time left. And I first wanted to tell her how much I liked her present.

Shaved it all ---- Headsahve 2022

It was rare for a girl to have a hair fetish right? Yes, I had a very hard hair fetish from the age of 14. At that time I had wavy hair up my hip. One day, while going to the sidewalk I saw a woman at the age of 28 sitting in a chair. I know her. She was my neighbor so I sat in the chair to see what she was doing. She had black hair. It was weird to see a woman in the barber shop chair. Then I asked why are you sitting here and I said go to the salon. She replied, wait and watch.so I sat in the near barber chair that was free. She is only the one Customer in the shop. The barber came after a few minutes and asked who was here for a haircut.I said she is. Then he turned to me and asked why are you here then? I said, I am here to watch. she replied. This girl is with me. Now, the barber raises the chair level. Then he took the cape and strap on her neck. She wears a ponytail very tightly. Her hair is hanging on the back of the chair. Then the barber took off the rubber band from her ponytail and gave it to me and said it will be used for you girl. Then he complimented my hair and said you have long hair while he said. She asked the barber to finish quickly. so he moved to her and took the comb. And sprayed her hair, her hair was soaked in water. Then asked her shall, I began to lady. she replied with Yes, you can start now. Then he took a blade and inserted it into the straight razor. I can’t believe what I see. I asked are you mad you want to shave her head. she smiled and told me to sit down. The barber said you have long hair and it was going to be a lot of mess on the ground. Then the barber put her hair on the front side like in the cape. He put the hair fully on the front side. She holds her hair, Her hand is inside of the cape and her hair is outside of the cape so she holds it like that. Then the barber put a Razor on the crown area and slid it downwards. I see pale skin in the crown area. The hair did not fall, she held it down and let it go. A huge mass of black hair fell on the ground. He finished the back now her nape and crown were shaved. Then he put Razor on her forehead and with one slide, her hair fell. That she was like a bald uncle. Now the barber made her head smooth by shaving it with shaving cream. Now her head was bald completely, The barber uncapped her. She was in a t-shirt and a long lock stick in her dress. The barber brushed her and put the powder. Then she told the barber to shave my head. I was shocked to hear that and said, just kidding, go and sit in the chair. Then the barber Took the rubber band from my hand and told me to sit now, so sat and down he caped me and asked what I wanted to do with her hair? I began to beg and told her to stop. but instead. She asked the barber to put a cape around my neck. He caped me and combed my wavy hair and he sprayed water. Then he put the rubber band on the table and smiled at me. I was in the center clip. I liked it a lot and then he combed it at the end. She told him to trim my hair. Now I was relaxed to hear that, then he took 2inch and said it’s enough and took scissors and he trimmed the ends and, I tried to get up, she pressed my shoulder and pushed me down and said wait it’s not done yet. Then she rolled my hair and put a claw clip on the center of my head then he turned on the electric clipper. She told him to shave my head. Later he uncapped me and while I was standing the barber combed my hair and put a twin braid and wet the braid, and told me it will increase the wavy hair volume. He said to be unbraid tomorrow. While leaving the barbershop she told me she had a hair fetish and she wanted a change. I asked what that was. She said soon you will get it. Days passed and I couldn't sleep. The haircut always wakes me up. And then I started to read stories and see videos of women head shaving and short hair. A few years later my mother divorce my father and she did not notice me and she hung out with her new husband. The hair fetish triggered me again, My mom was sitting on the plastic chair in the living room in front of the mirror. She asked me to come over and she said you want to do me a favor. So I accepted and she showed me a picture and asked me to do this. The picture was of a girl who was in chin-length Bob and with long bangs. I waited for it for a very long time. She has long hair up to her breast level with curls. Then she gave me the comb and I combed it. we don’t have any proper tools. So, I bring the scissor in that cut clothes. I put the scissor on her chin. The scissor was too big and in one snip, from her chin, her curly hair began to fall on the floor now one side completed. She does it on another side and she leaves it and then I snip the hair in the back. Chuck of curled hair began to fall. Then I moved to bangs and cut them correctly. After finishing it I moved to my room. After my stepdad came he said, he didn’t like that hairstyle for her. she began to cry. After a few days, she begins to hate it. On Sunday her husband and I were watching TV. He moved his hand to my hair and said, you have a lot of hair. you need a trim. If you don’t mind I Will suggest some hairstyles then he will send me the picture in my email. And suddenly she asked him to take it all off. He asked what do you want me to take off?'' She said, my hair. He was happy to hear that and I was too. In the living room, he and he were sitting on the sofa. Then he asked her to bring the clipper which he uses to trim his beard. Then I asked to sit on the small table in front of the sofa. She sat on it and I was ready to shave her head. I gave clipper wire to her so she could plug it into the electric socket near her. She was crying and said curly hair is not suited for Bob. Stepdad got up and took a clipper from my hand and said, I will fix it up. He took the clipper and told me to get back. Then he started to comb her curly locks with the clipper guard number one. Her hair got too short, I could see her scalp. Then he shaved her head crown to nape. Now she was half-shave. He placed the clipper on her forehead and shaved it. Now she got up and dusted shaved hair off her body. At the same time, my other two sister's names Siya and Ramya came in. Their age was 20, and 22. They were not my real sister. There from his ex-wife. He told both girls to come in. Siya has shoulder length Bob and Ramya has below her shoulder length. He said to them, you were asking me to give you a summer cut right? they both got excited hearing that and said, yes dad. Then he said, your mom is done, now it's your turn. He first asked Siya to sit at the same table and asked her do you want to choose the hairstyle? Siya said, yes. He showed her a mohawk hairstyle. Siya opened her hair. He brought the comb and he started searching for something. I asked what he was looking for but without answering me, he took one rubber from two braids. Then separate the top hair securely with a claw clip in the center of her head. Then he put the clipper guard number 1/2 and began to shave her head from her left side. Now her hair rains down on the floor. After he completed the left side. Then he repeated the same on the right side and back as well. Now her mohawk was completed. He told Ramya, now it is your turn. He asked Ramya as well what hairstyle she wanted. She replied saying that summer is too hot. Can he do something that reduces the heat? He said bowl cuts are perfect for you. So without wasting any time. She sat at the same table in front of a sofa and the table was full of shaved hair. Then he asked me to get a small bowl from the kitchen, I brought it and gave it to him. Then he placed it on her head. He took the clipper and turned it ON. Asked Ramya to stay still. He started shaving her hair which was out of the bowl. And he shaved her nape. Then he asked me to sit at the table. I said I don’t need a haircut. He said come girl it is summer you need a cut. After him, my sisters also tried to convince me. but I didn’t accept. They told me that it will grow quickly. Then he told me that he has lotion that helps the hair grow faster. He showed me a picture of my sister from last summer. Both of them had completed a buzz cut and they used the same lotion. Finally, I accepted and sat at the table and told him not to cut it too short. He grabbed my cheeks like a baby in the barber chair. He attached the guard on the clipper. I did not see what he was doing. Then I heard the sound of the clipper that chilled my spine. He placed it straight on my forehead and said, ``You're going like this. Then he pushed the clipper toward the back. I touched my head and found that there is no hair in the center of my head. My sister came near me and I began to take pictures of myself and showed them to me. I start to laugh now. I looked like a bald uncle with long hair on both sides. They ran clippers all over my head till my head was completely buzzed. Now all the ladies in this house were bald or had short hair.

Headshave multiple times... Headshave 2022

I had just received my result on a Friday and I was overjoyed to hear that I had got 89%. Not too great but enough to make me and my parents happy. I came home jumping with joy and saw my younger brother, Karan, I hugged him. Karan also got his result and he also scored 81%. Mom and dad were very happy to learn of the high marks I had obtained. My dream was to get into a medical college and to do that I had to get into PUC with PCMB. And with the marks, I had got that would not be a problem. Within a km of our house, a girls-only pre-degree college was there and I was angling to join it. And with these marks, it would not be a problem at all. At dinner, mom put a bomb. She said “Seema, I am so happy that you got 89%. You know, I have vowed that if both of you got above 80 %, we all would walk up to his abode and offer our hair. And anyway you will be studying hard for PUC and then MBBS. So we have decided that for the next four years you will be having a nice short boy cut only so that you can concentrate fully on your studies. So tomorrow onwards, I will be giving you a nice oil head bath alternate days so that you will have very good hair to offer.” I was looking at her with an open mouth. “What did you say? ‘We all will be offering hair’. You mean I will be becoming a baldy?” Mom: “Yeah, certainly. You will become a baldy in about two weeks. And so will Karan, your dad, and also myself”. I: “You also?” I was open-mouthed not believing my ears. Mom: “Yeah, what is so astonishing about it?” I: “But you are a Bank Manager and what will people say? Will they not giggle?” I giggled closing my mouth with my hand and imagining a bald mom. Mom: “Oh, who cares? And how long they will giggle? Two days, three days? Things will be normal very soon. And the enjoyment of a bald head is the prize for all the little trouble of answering others”. I: “For us our marks. What is the reason for you to go bald?” Mom: “I had vowed that if all went well in our lives, I would do this. You two have got good marks. We completed our own house and paid all loans. We have got a new good car. Your dad got a promotion 6 months ago. And I became a branch manager a year ago which is a total surprise for me. And so this decision.” For a few minutes, I was pensive. One thing that I had learned in the past five years was that all decisions of my parents were for our good only. So I better accept their decision happily rather than squabble about it. I got back memories of my previous head tonsure five years ago. At that time I had vehemently denied getting a tonsure. But mom and dad forced me. It went to an extent that I received a few nice slaps from my dad when I had refused to budge. After that, I reluctantly gave in. The tonsure (only Karan, myself, and dad at that time) happened and I did enjoy it. From then on for three months my mom got my head nicely razor headshaved in a barber shop once a week. I had asked whether it was a punishment. Mom said “No, it is for your good only. Walk around bald in the early morning Sun and you will get very good D vitamin and the scalp skin becomes healthy. Your hair will grow stronger, healthier, and denser.” And I did get good and healthy hair and also it grew pretty long – to the buttock length by the time I entered 10th standard. And I grew fairly tall also for a 15-year-old – 152 cm (about 5 feet). So my hair was around 3 feet long. So I brightened up and gave a bright smile and happily agreed to get the tonsure. But I asked why the boy cut and that too for four years? Dad said “Look Seema, you will need all the time in the world to concentrate on your studies. Longer hair means more time to manage it. With your mom being a busy bank officer she will also not find enough time to attend to it. So better make it very short so that it can be easily maintained. Of course, it needs frequent cutting and we can afford a monthly visit to the barbershop.” Oh, the boy cut will be in a barbershop and not a salon! I could not take the courage to say no since my parents were thrifty and would not spend a paisa more than needed. I said with a giggle that it would be nice if mom also sports a boy cut for some time. Mom brightened up and said “Sure, I am also looking for a change. At least for a year or two, I will also have a barbershop boy cut. Let us see later.” Oh! How thrilling! Mom a baldy! All the four baldies! And mom sitting on a barbershop chair and getting a boy cut! To imagine itself was thrilling. And how thrilling it would be to see her locks being shorn with clippers by a barber! With a giggle, I asked mom whether she would be getting a clipper boy cut or scissors boy cut. Mom said, “Those things we will see later dear!” By Tuesday I had joined the nearby girls’ college. My photo was taken for the ID Badge. My mom told the staff that I would be having a much shorter hairstyle by the time I reported for classes. The staff said “No problem, madam. If need be we will take another photo at that time.” We were slated to go to Tirupati for the head shaves the Friday evening ten days hence. The Saturday about a week before we went to the nearby Venkataramanaswamy temple and all the four of us made ‘Sankalp’ of going to Tirumala by walking from Alipiri, giving our hair by having His darshan and going around bald without covering till hair grows. Now nothing could alter the dates or these resolutions. The next day, a Sunday, mom’s close friend Kalavathi and her husband came to our house. She was mom’s senior in the Bank by five years and they had come to invite us for the marriage of their 22-year-old daughter, Divya. The marriage was on Monday nine days from now and the reception the same evening. Kala aunty said all the four should make it to both the marriage and the reception. Mom was in a quandary. We would have returned bald just the day before the marriage date. How to go to a marriage with a nice and fresh bald head? At the same time how to skip dear friend and guide Kala’s daughter’s marriage? Mom told Kala aunty that she was very happy about Divya’s marriage but “you see, we are all going to Tirupati the coming Friday. We will be back on Sunday evening, of course. We are all offering our hair and we all will be freshly bald. You may not like to see female baldies in your marriage hall.” Kala aunty, with a bright grin, jumped up and hugged mom “oh so nice to hear about it. So you will be a baldy next week! No problem if you turn up bald at Divya’s marriage. It will be a nice change. Do not worry. You will be welcome with your fresh bald heads!” and giggled. Mom was pleasantly and joyously relieved. Later in the evening, a friend of dad and his wife came calling for the marriage and reception of their son. The boy’s name was Srujan. The date was the same as that of Divya’s marriage and reception. We repeated the same story to Srujan’s parents. They also giggled but said that our presence was more important and we would be welcome bald or hairy! So, Friday afternoon we set out to Tirupati in our Tata Indigo. Both mom and dad are accomplished drivers. By turns, they drove the vehicle, and in six hours, i.e. by 7 pm, we were in Tirupati. We parked the vehicle near Alipiri Mettu and started walking up the steps. By 1 am we were in Tirumala and went to our lodge which had been pre-booked and slept off. At 6 am we were woken up by mom. After morning chores, she combed my and her hair well and plaited them for the last time shortly. Both of us had bum-long hair. All the four went to Kalyanakatta and stood in the long queue for token collection. After about an hour we got our tokens and 4 headshaving coupons. We were distributed between two barbers. Other hours wait and Karan was the first to go under the blade. In four minutes he has gone bald with a wide grin. Dad was in the same queue and he also went bald in the next 4 minutes – his beard and mustache were all gone and we were unable to recognize him. Mom and I, still four ladies and two gents in our front, giggled at his appearance. After another half hour, it was my turn to get tonsured. Mom had opened my and her braids by then. The barber wetted my hair thoroughly, made two bunches, and after saying ‘Govinda’ started scraping off my 5-year-old, buttock long hair at my crown. Though looking forward to this moment, I became a little nervous. But the first scrape sending a cool feeling at the top changed all that and I started enjoying the balding. In two minutes the right bunch fell and in another two minutes, the left bunch also fell. After a few more seconds, one more scraping all over my head, I got up with a smooth shaved head. Oh! What a great and joyous feeling it was! I would not hesitate to do this more often if a chance came. No more long hair for me for another five years at least. Next, a widely grinning mom sat down. It was mom’s first haircut of any kind after her headshave when she was just two years old. The barber repeated to her what he did for me. As the first stroke of the razor passed on mom’s head, she was very joyous, to say the least. And in four minutes she also got her head shaved smooth, round, greyish bald head and lo! What a beauty she looked with no hair! Mom and I hugged each other and each said that the other looked very beautiful. After a bath, Darshan, and Prasad returned to Alipiri by evening 7. Dad was looking at mom often appreciating her bald beauty. Mom said that she had never imagined that a tonsure would bring her such joy. We stayed in Tirupati for the night and drove back to Bangalore on Sunday morning. A bald and beautiful woman driving the Tata Indigo and entering the city from KR Puram side with three more baldies in the car! At the traffic signal stops many would take a second or third look at us and silently giggle. The two gents looked nice with their bald heads but nothing new for us. Dad and Karan used to get a Headshave whenever we came to Tirumala and that was once in two or three years. The last time was just a year ago. But what took the cake was the two female baldies. I looked like a nice and beautiful girl to my own eyes and so did mom. Dad told mom, perhaps jokingly, that she could keep herself a Baldi forever since she looks so beautiful. Mom giggled and said that she would be happy to keep herself bald for a month if he vowed to never again grow a mustache. And dad said that it was a deal. Henceforth, he would take her to a barbershop twice a week for a month and get her head clipper shaved. I chipped in saying that I also would like to be bald for some more time. And dad said that he would take me also along with mom. But mine would be for three months. And I happily agreed! Mom and dad had applied for their leaves till Wednesday. So in the afternoon, we went to Divya’s marriage and many giggled including the young bride and bridegroom seeing a bald mom. But nobody made any wry face. So it was a happy occasion for us to show off our bald heads. In the evening we went to the reception of Srujan and there also it was a very happy and giggly thing for a bald family to mingle with so many friends. Wednesday Mom went to her office with an open bald head. She was greeted with laughter and giggles by her colleagues but since she was their boss, the giggles were somewhat muted. Suddenly mom realized that she had just a week to renew her driving license as she would turn 40 the next week. Joyously she got the renewal done. Her driving license smart card showed her nice baldy. And mom is happy about it. The following Sunday, dad took me and mom to the barbershop. Amid a giggling male crowd, we got our heads neatly clipper shaved. Another joyous experience for us. This went on for three months. Mom also kept her head clipper shaved for three months instead of the one month she had planned. In between, dad planned for passports for all of us and mom said she wanted to appear a Baldi in the passport also. And so she continued to keep her head clipper shaved for three months by which time we completed the passport application and personal appearance, photo session, and other formalities. I went to the college with a fresh clipper head shave the previous Sunday. All giggled, many caressed and some lightly slapped my head. But I got very nice friends quickly. Six months later, in November's first week, mom and I had sufficient hair for nice boy cuts. We again went to the same barber shop together. The barber obliged mom’s request and gave us nice boy cuts with clipped areas on the back and sides. For mom, the clipped area was about three to fourth inches above the top of the ear and it had about 3 mm long hairs. For me, mom insisted that the clipped area be fully bald to the skin and much higher – about one and a half inches above the top of the ear. Initially, I was hesitant but later I found that such a short haircut suited me and looked good. Both of us looked good with our boy cuts. This type of haircut become our monthly routine. The next summer, I told mom that I would like to go to for a nice head shave again. She happily obliged. The family again went for headshave in the car, this time we went up the hill by car, and again all four got bald. Mom also got into liking a headshave. However, this time we started growing the hair right away and in three months we had our brand boy cuts again. I got the highest marks in both PUC and CET and got a government seat in MBBS. What more do you want for a joyous hair offering once again? So again we all went again for headshave. Boycut for me for four years and mom for two years was given up. I resolved to continue it forever as I liked it and it suited me. Mom also happily gave up the long hair plans and stuck to regular clipper boy cut with annual tonsure. She is so happy to get a headshave and clipper boy cut! When the groom, a doctor himself and residing in Mumbai came to see me about a year after I completed my internship and was into my PG diploma, we all had returned fresh baldies from just a week earlier. I told him that the annual tonsure at and boy cut in between would continue to be my hairstyle. He happily agreed. His mom was also very happy since she is a bob-cut lady. She said “My mother-in-law had full bum long hair. She insisted after my marriage that I should become more mod and forced me to cut my hair into a bob not longer than an earlobe. Initially, I was reluctant but after keeping bob hair for about a year, I fell in love with it. Now that you are entering our house with a boy cut, You also look so good with a bald head and I have no reason to complain.” Mom has steadily climbed up the ladder in her bank and for thirteen years she has become a Chief General Manager. In two years she may have a chance to become a Director of the Bank. Now I am 28 and an accomplished gynecologist in a reputed Mumbai hospital. Annual short clipper boy cuts have become part of my life. The happy thing is that my mother-in-law also tried a headshave the second year and she is also happily stuck in the annual headshave groove. Hence she also has switched over to clipped boy cuts. Six months back, Karan married Riya, an engineer in a private firm. Her parents were taken aback when mom told me that she and I get annual headshave and boy cuts in between. They were reluctant to give their daughter to Karan. But mom assured them that there would not be any compulsion and the short hair thing is only our personal choice. But annual headshave visits should not be objected to. Riya and her parents happily agreed. After four months of marriage, Riya has adjusted to our family and my mom very closely. A month back all the four (my parents, Karan and Riya) visited for the annual pilgrimage. All but Riya tonsured fully and Riya gave three cuts and two inches off her mid-back long hair. Back home she was enamored of the beauty of a bald mother-in-law. She has told her parents that in next year’s visit she is also going to get a head shave of her own choice. And mom is very happy about it. I am also looking forward to seeing a bald Riya.

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Mother Daughter headshave togather.....

Seema ‘ needed a new haircut. Her last had ruined her long, black hair and she was afraid to have it shaved. It was the last thing she wanted to do with her hair. She had seen her youngest daughter shaving off her short bob, when she received instructions from her headmaster. All her girlfriends had shaved their head and so she had to follow. Her mother was of course not happy with the head shave. Yoshiro, no women should shave their head. Mum, I have to shave my head. The headmaster had instructed me to go straight to the barber to have it shaved. Seema was not happy, when she joined her daughter to the barbershop on the corner. A strong barber picked Yoshiro up and planted the little girl in a barber chair. He lighted a white cape around her neck and took a pair of clippers hanging behind the chair. He installed the clippers and went through the short bob of Yoshiro. Two weeks ago, she had cut her hair short in a bob. Her neck got shaved and she hated the feeling that she was bald behind her neck. She hated the haircut, but she loved her look. She was not happy again, when she felt again the clippers in her neck. She didnt want to shave her head, but she would be punished by the headmaster, if she wouldnt shave her head. He would shave her head until it was smooth. Rima, Seemas elderly daughter worked for the barber at his barbershop. She had recently shaved her head. She was very bald, when Seema walked inside the barbershop. Seema was still angry on her daughters haircut, but Rima loved her baldhead. She shaved it every day in the morning, when she had a shower. Hi, mum, you want a haircut A young British girl, Amber rose up and walked towards the empty chair. She smiled to Rima and looked for the last time to her long, blonde hair. She wanted a head shave. She loved her hair, but she had decided to give it a shave at a barbershop. I think I was first. She said with a smile. Seema smiled to the young blonde girl and found her place on the sofa in the back of the barbershop. The old barber, Tonio greeted Amber, who had already in her hands a blue cape. Amber showed her long hair to the bald barberette and kept on smiling. Hi, want a head shave. Can you please shave my head Rima smiled and pointed to the chair, where Amber took her seat. Sit, down. So you want it all off You have shaved your hair. I just want to know how it feels. Amber showed how bored she was her long hair. A good shave would suit her, she was convinced. She sat comfortable in the barber chair and waited to get the blue around her neck. So, young lady. You want it shaved Tonio appeared and grabbed some of Ambers long hair. Rima grabbed a pair of scissors and cut of a small part of her long hair. So, you want to have it shaved. Alright, Ill shave you, but it is now too late to stop. Rima took a pair of clippers, hanging behind the chair and clicked it on. She placed it straight on Ambers front. Here we go, girl. I hope you love your shave. Oh, I will. Amber closed her eyes, when she felt the clippers shaving the first part of her long hair. She couldnt watch it, but she enjoyed the feeling of the clippers going trough her hair. Rima shaved her head on top as first, so there would be no escape anymore for Amber. Oh, my God. I am going to be bald. This was what you liked, didnt you Rima said with a smile. Its too late for you now. She shaved more hair off and started with the right side. The pair of clippers ran smoothly through Ambers blonde hair and turned her slowly into a baldy. Amber saw how short her hair had gone. She thought it would only a few millimetres, but it went zero. You have lovely hair to cut off. It is really smooth. Rima said when she started with the back. I have never thought of giving it a head shave. I thought it wouldnt suit me. You look wonderful, girl. Rima said. Amber watched herself in the mirror and saw how bald she already was. Her barberette had shaved her for almost a half. She smiled to herself, when she saw that Rima was looking to her. She loved her head shave and did her best to enjoy it. As bald as Rima she didnt want to have her hair, but a clear clipper shave was already bald enough. Rima took nearly all the long locks, when she had shaved nearly all Ambers hair in the back. Amber felt the clippers in her neck and lost in a few shaves her long hair. She hadnt had much hair left on her head and looked very bald. This is going to be the best thing I have done in my life. Amber said to her barberette. It feels lovely. Oh, you look great without this hair. Said Rima smiling, when she showed Amber the last long bits of her hair. This feels so smooth. All my hair is gone. You like your head shave How did you feel, when you had yours Amber asked. The clippers reached the other side of Ambers head and all her last bits of hair were shaved. The barberette pushed the clippers a bit harder onto Ambers skull and shaved off the few remains of Ambers blonde hair. Amber smiled to herself in the mirror, when she saw how her bald barberette, Rima shaved the last bits off. Oh, this feels wonderful. Said Amber, when she touched her shaved head. This looks really cool. It suits you, girl. You look wonderful without hair. Now let me shave your head nice and smooth. The barberette put shaving crme on Ambers head and took a razor. She gave the young girl a head shave as she had had a while ago, when she asked Tonio for a dramatic haircut. She shaved her head to leave home. She had enough of being with the rest of the family and wanted to live on her own. A head shave helped a lot to get out of the house. Seema took place in a chair next to Amber and pointed to her long waisted hair. She had seen how her daughter had shaved Amber. She would do it again on with her. This time Tonio took a pair of clippers from behind the chair. Sorry, Seema, but I have to shave it all off. With one look he already had made a decision, what to do with her hair. He would probably shave it. Seema looked to the happy face of her daughter, who loved to shave Amber. Amber lover her headshave. It felt great. She turned from a nice blonde chick into a beautiful bald girl. She smiled when Rima placed the razor back on the dressingtable. She removed the blue cape and a bald, sexy girl stepped out of the barberchair. When Amber went for her headshave, she was dressed in a short, tight skirt and a tanktop. She smiled, when she saw her new look in the big mirror of the barbershop. She looked different with her head shaved, then when she appeared with her long blonde hair. The shave did her good. She looked to Seema, who went for her headshave. Seema, dressed in a long, tight grey skirt and a white blouse sat comfortable in the barberchair, when Tonio clicked the clippers on. It was time for her headshave. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She felt the clippers running through her long black hair. She didnt saw, what felt on her clothes. The only thing she noticed, was how much hair got off. She opened her eyes and saw the clippers running smoothly through her hair on top of her head. Very gentle and smoothly her hair got shaved. There was no turning point for her. She saw her daughter taking another pair of clippers and took it over from Tonio, who had to help one of his male customers. So, you go for a headshave too. Rima said with a smile. Seema could finally produce a smile. Her elderst daughter, completely bald, but happy with her job. She was a good barberette. There weren Nitaka t many barberette around and the few there were, werent as good as she was. Yes, I will have my head shaved. Will you do it Rima shaved her mother till she was bald and smiled to the new look. She looked different without her long, black hair. She looked more fragile, because her expensive clothes were under her shaved hair. She ran the clippers smoothly through her mother’s hair and looked from time to time in the mirror to see her mother smiling, while she had her headshave. I never had thought, you were that good. You love your job, dont you Yes, mum, I love to shave men and women. I love it when women ask me for a headshave. Tonio let me do it most of the time, because I love to do it. More hair went off till Seema had no hair left on her head. She touched her shaved head and smiled to her new look. With the headshave she had changed. Youre in for a razor shave Go ahead. My hair is all gone now. Rima, the barberette put shaving cream on her mothers head and took the razor again. She cleaned it, before she used it to shave her mothers head smoothly. In a few minutes time she turned her mother into a beautiful bald Japanese woman. Both women had to smile to see each other bald. Rima cleaned her mothers white blouse and gave her a kiss on her shaved head. It felt smooth and it shined. She looked different, but instantly Seema loved her headshave. Thanks to her daughter she had solved a domestic problem for her. She would keep it for a while till she had enough of her headshave. She stepped out of the barberchair and went home. A new client took place in the chair and waited for her headshave. Seema went home and looked once back to her bald daughter. They both were now bald and both looked great with their headshave. Seema knew her daughter was right. She looked much better without her long hair.

Forced headshave story....

This is a story of an young girl who married a military ex-service man. Seema was a 18 year old virgin who had a lots of dreams about her husband. One fine day her step mother told her dad that there is a gentleman who would like to marry their daughter. Seema's dad was a boneless man he would not do anything against his wife , her step mothers word was final always. So they arranged for a meeting the man who was going to marry Seema was about to arrive her dreams sore like high tides of the bay of bengal . And finally the man 's family arrived and Seema's step mother ordered her to come and see them. They were all impressed by her beauty she was a slim fair girl with a normal height and a long curly hair she has applied oil and plated it and kept jasmine flowers on it she had a small bindi in her forehead big coal lined eyes and sharp nose and glossy lips. Her beauty was undeniable then they introduced a man a tall rugged man with a salt and pepper hair that man was in his early forties their was a cruelty in his face and his past life was full of mysteries his 1 st wife died and no one knows how she died . After this Seema told her step mother she was not interested in marrying him but her step mother forced her to marry him. after a month they got married and Seema realized she was prejudgemental about his character he was a nice man he took good care of Seema. Later one day a young man came to their house. He was Seema's husband's trainee in the military camp his name was Arjun. Arjun was handsome young man with an vibrant personality when Seema's husband was not in home they started meeting each other Seema soon fell for his charming character Arjun was head over heels in love with her. He gave her a fulfillment which her husband did not give. Seema's husband decided to go to his friends daughters engagement meanwhile Anami called Arjun to her house they started an intercourse Arjun was brilliant in bed Seema was filled with joy a joy which her monotonous old husband can never give with in a second things changed the old man came home and saw what was happening he pushed Arjun out of the house and went inside his room he dint tell anything to Seema . That night Seema was crying in guilt her Husband came to her with a kitchen knife Seema was worried that he is going to kill her. He told her " I love you how can you do this to me I cant hurt you even now but never want this to happen again. Do you know why army men have a summer cut hairstyle in training because when you shave a young man's head you take his beauty from him that gives a sense of obedience and self surrender. That is what I want from you my love..... " and he started shaving her head with that knife she cried yelled but it was useless she was shorn like a sheep he did not show any mercy until Seema was fully bald then he said " I love you with this hair style but Arjun would never come near you if you are bald like this. when people in your family ask tell them we had a vow at a temple". And he left... Arjun never came back to see Seema. Seema has a baby now but still her husband shaves her head every 2 months after 2 years he let her have a flat top hairstyle . later he permitted to have a boy cut with half inch hair. and Seema never left her husband because no man will like her in that hairstyle .

Attraction and Headshave

One fine morning, I went on a walk in the park. The park was full of people and kids. There I saw Seema. Black eyes, slim body, and buzzed hair. I kept looking at her until she disappeared into the crowd. I quickly followed her to the end of the park but could not find her. The next day I again went to the park hoping that I would see her but no luck. I visited the park every day for the next two weeks but didn't see her. I lost the hope that I will ever see her again. One I was getting back from work and thought of having a coffee. I went to a cafe nearby, took the coffee, and set it on the table. While drinking coffee, suddenly my eyes went to the barbershop, which was in the opposite direction of the Cafe. There she was. talking to someone at the entrance. I could not take my eyes off her. They were so shiny. Now I know where to find her. So, I started to visit the same cafe every day. Every time I think of talking to her, I chickened out every time. So I made a plan, I will meet her as a customer and try to talk to her. It was the time I went directly into her shop. She was alone there. For a few seconds, my voice got stuck in my throat. I told her that I need a haircut. She smiled and asked me to sit on the chair. Then she wrapped a white cape around my neck and placed her hands on my shoulders, and asked me, "So, do you want it short?" I was looking at her through the mirror and nodded my head. She again asked, " How short ?" I did not respond. I was completely lost in her eyes. She again said," Do you want to shave it?" I got nervous, and instead of saying no, I just nodded my head. This time she did not confirm and went for a clipper. She tried to switch on the clipper, but it did not start. She checked the wire and tried to switch it on again, but nothing happened. Then she turned to me and ran her fingers through my hair. It felt so good that I couldn't see or hear anything around me. She said, "Clipper is not working. Can I Shave your head with a straight razor?" I didn't know what she said. I just nodded my head in agreement. She took a water sprayer and started spraying water on my hair to make it wet. After that, she took the straight razor, loaded the new blade into it, and then stood behind me. Then she bent my head forward, placed the razor in the center of my head, and started shaving my head. She was gliding the straight razor very softly. My scalp was getting cleared. I could feel the touch of her soft fingers on my shaved scalp. She shaved my head from the back in no time. Then she came forward and started shaving it from the front. She smoothly shaved my head from the front. Hair fell on the cape. She always rubbed her hands on the shaved scalp to see if it was shaved smooth. Now, after fifteen minutes, I was completely bald. She stood behind me, placed her hands on my bald head, and said anything else you would like. I wanted this to continue forever but can't tell her that. I said, " that is all." Then she wiped the shaved hair off my head and neck and removed the cape. I know that if I don't ask her out now, I will never be able to do it. I asked her, " If you are not busy, would you like to join me in the cafe opposite your shop?" She stared at me for a while and said, " sure " Then she put the closed board on the shop door and walked with me to the coffee shop. While drinking coffee she asked me, "Did you come for a headshave or just to see me?" I got a little scared and replied ,"No, it's for headshave." Then she replied, "Now it will be easy for me to find you in the park." I was shocked to hear that and said, "what are you talking about?" She took a sip from coffee cup and said, " I saw you following me two weeks back and then you came everyday looking for me, didn't you?" I was out of words. I know I was busted so asked, "how do you know that?" On which she replied, "I saw you following me that day. Anyways I was also thinking of talking to you and today you came so I thought let's talk." That was a sign of relief for me. I asked, " but why did you shave my head?" She first laughed and said, "Nothing, I wanted to see you bald." We both finished our coffee, exchanged our numbers, and left. Now everyday, we both workout together in the park.

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Seema and I have been living together for the last four years. Every summer, my hair routine was the same. I used to get my head shaved at the beginning of the summer and the second time after two months after the first head shave. Seema also wants to shave her head, but she never expressed her thoughts to me. One day I came home from the barbershop with a smooth shiny shaved bald head. I sat on the couch and asked Seem to get me a glass of water. Seema was in the kitchen. She quickly brought water and sat next to me. After finishing the water, I placed the glass on the table and relaxed on the couch. Seema started rubbing her hand on my shaved head. While rubbing my shaved head, she asked, " How does it feel?" I replied while I was enjoying her touch, " Very nice, your hands are so soft" She laughed and said, "I want to ask you something." I nodded my head. Then she said, "Can I also shave my head bald like yours?" I opened my eyes and said, "What? are you serious?" She took her hand off my bald head and said, "Yes, I want to experience a headshave, but I was not able to get the courage to ask you. Today after touching your shaved head, I could not control myself. So tell me can I shave my head?" I held her hands in mine and said, "You can do whatever you like to keep you happy. I am ok with everything. But, would you be able to face the public with a shaved head?" She replied with a shine in her eyes, "I only care about what you think. If you are ok with me shaving my head then I am comfortable with everything." Then she went back into the kitchen with a big smile on her face. I again closed my eyes and lay on the couch. That night after dinner we were watching a movie when Seema said, "Baby, Can we shave my head now?" I looked at her with a puzzled look, "Now? I don't see any ladies' beauty parlors will be open this late." She replied, "Who wants to go to the Beauty Parlor. I want to shave my head, which we can do at home. I bought a shaving razor this evening from the marker. Come let's do it." I followed her to the bathroom, where she had already placed the razor on the table. Seema had short hair like a bob-cut so it was not hard to shave her head. She sat on the table and asked to shampoo her hair. I took the shampoo and little water and started applying it to her head. Her head was covered in shampoo lather. Then she looked at me and said, " Shave it all baby." And bend her head down. I placed the razor in the center of her head and started rubbing it. After two to three glides I saw her scalp. I said, " Baby, I can see your scalp." She rubbed her fingers on the bald patch and laughed. I again started shaving her head. Her hair started falling on the ground. She sat still. It seems that she was enjoying getting her head shaved. In no time I shaved her head from the top and then started shaving it from the back. The floor was covered in her shaved hair and her head was reflecting the lights. After thirty minutes her head was completely bald. In fact, her head was smoother than mine. I wiped all the extra sope and shaved hair from her head to make sure nothing was left behind. Then I left the bathroom for her to get clean. She came to bed after taking shower with a smooth shiny head. She was looking different but more beautiful than before. She came close to me and laid her head on my chest and hugged me. I kissed her shaved head and started rubbing my cheek on her shaved head. She tightened her grip as soon as I started rubbing her shaved head. She said, "Baby, please don't stop. Keep rubbing my shaved head." I was kissing and rubbing her shaved head till she fell to sleep. The next morning, she woke me up with a big kiss on my shaved head. She looked very happy. I asked her, "What happened baby, you look very happy. Something special?" She replied, "No, just that I like my shaved head." I already knew the answer but wanted to know from her so I asked, "Baby, so do you want to shave your head again?" She replied with big eyes, "Yes baby, but next week. I want to grow some hair before going smooth again." I laughed and said, "Baby, people gonna call you stupid if keep shaving your head." She said, "Would you think the same?" I replied, "No Sweetheart. Never. I like the way you look with hair and without hair." She came to me and kissed me and said, "Now you don't have to spend time in the barbershop. They don't know how to shave you smooth. Tonight I will make it smooth and shiny." I said, "As you wish, baby." She again kissed me and said, "I love you, my bald baby."

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Due to environmental changes, the temperature was rising like wildfire. Today the temperature was higher than the last two days. I could not stand this heat anymore. I already drank close to fifteen glasses of water but could not cool down the body heat. I went into the bathroom to take a shower. It was the third time since the morning. While standing under the shower, my eyes went to a double edge razor placed on the left shelf. I knew that within two minutes my head would be dry, and again it would start sweating and get itchy. So, I decided to fix it. I took the razor and loaded the new blade in it. I was standing in front of the mirror. Staring at my hair last time. My hair was already wet. So, I took some shaving foam and started applying it to my head. My hair was two to three inches long, so I almost emptied half of the shaving foam bottle. After covering my head with shaving foam, I got a little closer to the mirror and placed the razor on top of my head. Now it was time. I started gliding the razor toward the front. I was gliding the razor slowly to keep it safe. My shaved scalp was getting bigger. The shaved hair is getting gathered at the end of my forehead. I grabbed the shaved hair off my forehead and threw them in the washbasin. I was looking at myself in the mirror. I saw a straight shaved line in the middle of my head. I again leaned forward and started shaving from top to the front. This time I shaved it to the forehead, so shaved hair fell on my chest and then fell in the washbasin. Some of the shaved hair remained stuck to my chest. I again started shaving, slowly my head was getting shaved, and my bald scalp was getting wider, clear, and smoother. I was completely bald from the top leaving hair covered in the shaving foam on both sides, and back of my head. I started shaving from the left. Shaved hair fell on my shoulder and then on the ground. The same happened with the right side. Then I turned back and started shaving from the back. I thought the shaved hair would fall in the wash basin but instead, it fell on the ground. Now I am completely bald. There was not a single hair left on my head. I again applied Shaving foam on my shaved scalp because it was cold. I kept it on my head for some time and decided to wash it off. But, then I realized the razor is still loaded so instead of washing, let's shave it. I again started running the razor on my shaved head and wiped off all the shaving foam. After shaving my head I again took a bath. The shaved hair stuck to my body was washed off. This time I could feel the water hitting on my shaved scalp. My head felt lighter and cooler. After the shower, I went into the living room, and continued reading my book. This time the head intensity was less compared to before. The breeze touched my shaved head and kept it cool. I enjoyed this feeling so much that I shaved every day till summer passed.

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Seema and I married six months ago. Her father passed away when she was young. Being an only female child in the family, she could not finish most of the rituals. Now, as her husband, I was liable for those duties. One fine morning, Seema told me, we have to go to her mother and finish all the pending rituals, which are still pending. I was unaware of the ceremonial, but I loved Seema enough to do everything for her. The next day we left to see her mother. Her village was very nice, unlike cities, it was clean and less crowded. After five hours of traveling, we were finally home. Her mother was pleased to see us. After getting fresh we chatted about our lives, and then the ritual topic came up. I asked Seema's mother, "So, what is this ritual is about and what all things I have to do?" She replied, "The ritual is for 21 days, in which you have to perform some duties." I smiled and said, "Sure, we can start it from tomorrow." Seema's mother was happy to hear that and said, "That will be nice." Then we all went to bed. Early morning at around 5 am, Seema's mother woke me up and said, "get ready and come down." I got ready and went to the living room. I saw one middle-aged man standing in the corner with a metal box hanging in his hand. Seema's mother saw me and signaled the middle-aged. Soon he started unlocking the box and removed the white cape and some shaving equipment. I didn't know what was happening, so I asked, "What are we doing?" Seema's mother looked at me and said, "This is part of the ritual. Now you will shave your head living a small amount of hair in the center." I did not see that coming. But, being a man of the family, I have to do it. I went and sat on the ground. Then the barber started wrapping cape around my neck. The cape was dirty, so Seema's mother asked the barber to take off the cape. Then she handed him a clean towel and asked to use that. He did as he was instructed. Then he started pouring water on my hair to make it wet for a head shave. After he was convinced with wet hair, he took the straight razor and placed it in the middle top of my head, and started shaving my head. Hair was falling on the ground. My hair scalp was getting clean and smooth. His hand was very stiff due to which, it was hurting while shaving. But, I kept quiet. He then turned my head toward the right and started shaving. He knew how much hair needs to be left behind. In the same way, he shaved me from the Left side as well. Now I was shaved from the top and both the sides. Seema was also watching me getting my head shaved. When I looked at her with a half-shaved head, she gave me a flying kiss. I don't know about the others, but Seema was enjoying my head shave. Soon barber shaved my head from the back. Now I was bald with little hair in the center of my head. After shaving my head, the barber gathered my shaved hair and put them in the plastic bag. Seema's mother came and paid for shaving my head and, he left. She came to me placed her hand on my shaved head. quickly her facial expression changed, and she went to the door to see if the barber is still there. But he was long gone by then. She said, "What kind of head shave is this. It is not even smooth." Then she went to the storeroom. Seema and I were waiting for her to return. She came out holding a copper color straight razor. She gave it Seema and said, "Run this razor on his head again. Only shave the bald portion." Seema was confused and said, "Mom, I never used a razor. I don't was risk hurting him." Her mother replied, "Ok, This time, I will shave his head. You watch carefully because now you have to shave his head daily for 21 days." I was shocked to hear that. Now Seema's mother came and sat behind me. She placed the straight in the front of my shaved head and started shaving it toward the back. She was taking the long stroke and after every stroke, she was wiping the shaved hair on the towel. Barber only shaved my head, but she shaved my head smooth. Seema was watching her mother while she was shaving my head. Because from tomorrow, it will be her task to shave my head. Soon she smoothly shaved my bald head. Then she asked me to take a bath and go to the temple to start the ritual. The next day I woke up and went to exercise. After the workout, I went into the house and called Seema. She came quickly and stood there waiting for my instructions. I said, "Get the straight razor. I will get fresh after head shave." She nodded her head and, went into the room to get the straight razor. I asked her if she changed the blade. She replied, " Yes, I just inserted a new blad. Now bend your head it is time to shave your head smooth again." I bent my head and, she started running the straight razor on my head in all directions. She was doing it carefully, to avoid shaving the leftover hair in the center of my head. Now, this became my daily routine for the next 19 days. Seema use to shave my head daily. Now it was the last day. As usual, I came home and Seema shaved my head. But this her mother came and said, "Seema ritual will be finished today. Shave his complete head. I am sure he must be hating this look." and started laughing. I did not say anything but replied with a smile. Seema again sat behind me and started shaving the hair from the center of my head. That was the last hairy piece left on my head, which was shaved now leaving me completely bald. She ran the razor all over my head again to make sure my head was smoothly shaved. After completing the last day, we started packing. While packing Seema's mother came into our room and handed sandalwood powder to Seema. She said, "It is summer already, so it is better you keep your husband's head shaved for a few more months. Apply sandalwood paste on his head after shaving his head every day to keep his scalp cool." Seema looked at me and smiled and replied to her mother, "Sure, I will shave his head till the paste finishes." Then her mother replied, "If you are planning to do that then, I see his head shaved this whole year. I hope you are ok with bald husband." After saying this we all started laughing. It is five months now since the ritual. I am still bald because Seema is shaving my head daily and even I like getting my head shaved every day. Let's see how long my head shave continues.

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