School days remains etched in most of the people’s mind for
assorted reasons. Assembly prayers, recess bells, bunch of friends, hawk eyed
teachers, annual sports day, missing homework and the endless list continues. Apart
from all other sweet n sour memories, my childhood tales are incomplete without
the mention of my ‘heavily oiled-tightly braided’ look accessorized with two
strands of colorful ribbons. I still remember how everyday my mother tied my
hair in two braids tightly after applying generous amount of coconut oil. In
those days, I detested that smell of coconut oil to the core and hated it more
when my grandmother caught hold of me for weekly head wash. She boiled shikakai, reetha and many more so
called ‘nutritious for hair’ ingredients and washed my hair with that concoction.
Gosh…I really wished for magical disappearance of Sunday from the calendar so
many times. But, somewhere inside I was
even proud of my lovely hair and relished the jealous eyes of my class mates.
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Tying a perfect braid is no child’s play. Its foremost
feature has to be healthy hair without any split ends. Dodging the split ends is
always a mammoth task. Balanced diet, proper care and nourishment and appropriate
can save the hair from getting damaged to certain extent. So, nice symmetric
braid is possible only with healthy hair without any spilt ends.
Time moved on to college days and two braids disappeared to
give chance to stylish hairstyles. Mother and grandmother have to surrender to
the independent teenager who vehemently opposed any application of any healthy
or nutritious items to her hair. As a result once healthy, voluminous, shiny
hair had to face the brunt of this neglect gradually.
After that, many years flew in between. Now, I am a mother
of a hyper active toddler whose primary motto in life is not to let her mother
park her butt for a minute. After running around the house with messy cuckoo’s
nest hair on my crown for many days,
I discovered the utility of braids once again.
Once made neatly, you can even sleep with them so at least you can look bare
minimum presentable in front of whole world even when you do not remember to
comb your hair for long. Another feature is that your toddler cannot dishevel
your hair by merely pulling out a single hair clip from your scalp. So, I went
back to my braided look but this time not two just one. But the task is more
difficult this time. Tying braid to a bunch of already damaged hair with no
time to pamper self with any oil massage or herbal wash became quite
challenging for me. Still I managed to bring out a decent braid from the reminiscent
tresses of my scalp.
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My toddler observed me intently throughout the whole
procedure. She seemed quite happy with the end result. She took the long braid
and started playing with it. Suddenly she shouted…ouwwww, oouuuwww. I turned
back to realize that she was rubbing my braid to her cheeks and the SPLIT ENDS
hurt her. She pushed back my hair and shouted “Jhaooooo, Jahooooo”. She calls a
broom ‘Jhaooo’ in her accent. I was heartbroken and aghast. My mane-my pride
was crushed into pieces.
Here came my rescuer when I saw this advertisement.
Dove has the perfect solution to keep
your hair beautiful till the ends! The Dove
Split End Rescue Shampoo is a
part of the Dove Damage Solutions range, specially formulated to help bring split-ends
together. It has fiber actives that work on the deepest level of your hair, to
give you up to 4x lesser split-ends*.
I bought it with a determination to
fight against the damaged hair with this marvelous weapon by Dove. After using
it for almost a month, noticeable changes appeared in my hair. Split ends were visibly
less and the healthy look sneaked from all parts of my hair.
Even HD (Hubby dear) noticed the change
and my new found confidence with my braided look when I teamed up this loosely
tied side braided hairstyle with a chiffon saree for a party invite. With an
intense stare he complimented me and I was in seventh heaven. But the best was
yet to come. My li’l daughter lovingly touched my braid and said “Mamma….Jhaoooo
nahin…pilky pilky”. She meant now it does not look like a broom but silky &
smooth. I jumped with happiness from seventh heaven to cloud nine. Thank You Dove.
