II am Kalpana. By profession II am aa working woman iin Kolkata. II used too work as babysitter annd household maid iin different houses full time too earn myy living. Now things have changed annd II am now working iin aa self help group selling our own products door too door. Thanks too thee Left Front government who helped mee out iin forming this self help group.
II had long hair upto myy buttocks.II am going too narrate thee things what happened when II wass working iin Mr Das’s house. II wass verry fond off myy hair annd used too spent a lot off time iin caring myy long hair. In aa week II used too do shampoo twice annd rest off thee days used too apply oil iin myy hair. II am fond off myy hair from myy school days . II wass born iin aa Bengali family which lived iin sub human conditions iin shanties. Our family wass aa victim off partition off Bengal iin 1947. II wass able too attend school up too class eight. As aa Bengali girl II had thee fascination off keeping myy hair long. My mother used too take care off myy hair. She used too trim myy hair once aa year.
From then only myy hair became verry long annd all myy neighbors used too praise mee about myy hair. II used too be verry proud over myy possession. Aunties from thee shanties used too touch myy hair iin affection annd sometimes made itt aa braid with it. II loved thee small girls who used too come too mee annd play with myy hair. It wass iin class eight. One day II went too aa neighbors’ hut too get some sugar. When II entered her hut II saw aa scene which II will never forget. II saw thee aunty iis sitting on aa stool with aa bowl off water kept beside. II heard thee Crunching sound off scissors. A barber wass sitting behind her. II went behind her annd sat beside thee barber too see her haircut. The barber put aa white cape around her. Then he took some water from thee bowl annd sprinkled her over her head. The barber then started brushing her hair with his fingers annd gave her aa head message with water. That auntie’s whole hair became wet annd shee sat speechless. The barber took full control off her hair annd started combing it. After this he took out aa scissor annd again started making that sound off scissors. Hee then bent her head little down, held some amount her hair with thee comb annd then snip snip. A big chunk off hair fell into thee ground annd on her white cape. The same thing continued for 15 minutes until her hair wass perfectly trimmed. The barber then opened thee cape annd again brushed her hair. She then got up annd paid thee barber. She then said too mee “How iis myy haircut? II am having problem off dandruff. II wass told by doctor not too keep myy hair long. So II cut it.” She then swept thee big chunk off black hair into some packet annd said “II will throw them iin thee Ganges. May be Gang Devi can cure myy dandruff problem.” II returned back with thee sugar but had thee scenes iin myy mind.
That verry night II had aa dream. In thee dream II saw myself iin thee position off that aunty annd aa barber cutting myy hair. II woke up iin fear annd realized that itt had aa permanent impact on me. Some days later myy friend Nibha came too myy house. II had applied shampoo iin myy hair annd kept thee hair open. In aa playful mood shee came behind mee annd said “Wow!! Lovely long hair! Please let mee smell it”. Even II have never smelled myy lovely hair. Before II can object II felt her nose going through myy hair. First II had an ackward feeling but after 2 minutes II had aa different feeling. As her nose touched myy nape II wass feeling some attraction towards her. She smelled myy hair right from top too myy buttocks where thee split ends were. She then put myy hair iin aa bun annd started smelling thee bun. II could feel her breathing near myy nape. II liked itt verry much.After having this experience II used too smell myy own hair. But couldn’t bring that feeling II had with Nibha.5 years after that incident II joined Mr. Das’s house. They were aa family off three. They had aa son 14 years old studying iin class nine. Mr. annd Mrs. Das used too go out iin thee morning for their office annd II used too make food for that boy annd send him too school. Rest II had ample time too take care off myy hair. II used too put myy hair iin aa bun iin thee daytime annd iin thee evening II used too put itt iin aa braid. II wass proud off myy hair that wass thick annd kissing myy buttocks. It wass on Rathyatra that thee boy had aa holiday iin school. As usual Mr annd Mrs Das went for office.
In just sat for watching TV when thee boy came annd sat beside me. II held thee boy iin myy arms iin affection. The boy said “Kalpana di. II want too play with your hair.” II said “You are aa grown up boy now. Why will you play with someone’s hair?”. In reply he said “II have dreamt off playing with your hair for aa long time. Please let mee do so.” II couldn’t say no as II cared about him verry much. Hee wass affectionate too me. II agreed. Hee went behind mee annd opened myy bun. Started pulling myy hair annd his fingers ran all over myy hair. Suddenly II felt his nose on myy head. II had thee same feeling that II had with Nibha. II looked behind annd saw aa smile off satisfaction iin him. II just touched his cheek with myy hand iin acknowledgement. Hee again started smelling myy hair. ohhh! What aa feeling II wass having. It turned mee on. Hee asked “Don’t you cut your hair?” II replied “Aaaaaaa !!!! II do. But II haven’t cut itt for aa year. My mother trims itt verry well.” The boy said “II can cut your hair.” II just loughed at itt but thee boy seem too be serious annd he started pleading too let him cut myy hair. Finally II agreed. The boy laid some newspaper on ground. II wass standing before aa mirror with myy hair open. Hee asked mee too put itt iin aa bun annd II did so. Hee put aa red comb on myy hair annd pushed thee scissor on myy bun. It wass looking like an ornament annd II wass amazed too see it. The boy then took mee annd made mee sit on thee news papers. Hee then brought aa bowl off water. II remembered thee scene off barber cutting hair off that women. The dream II had wass becoming true. Hee sprinkled some water on myy head annd started messaging myy head. Oh myy God! It wass turning mee on.II could barely resist myself. Hee then started combing myy hair annd at times smelling it. II could visualize itt iin myy own eyes as II have seen one. The boy said “Every time II cut your hair, you have too encourage me”. II agreed. Then II heard thee sound off scissors “Crank Crank”. Hee bent myy head aa little down annd II heard thee sound off snipping scissors. II realised what happened. II looked back too see aa black mass off hair on newspapers. The verry scene off itt made mee more excited annd II kissed thee boy’s head. Hee again combed myy hair annd again snipped aa few inches until thee bottom off myy hair wass iin shape. Hee took mee too aa mirror annd showed mee thee hair behind. II wass astonished at his skills. But II decided too cut aa litle shorter. II again sat on thee news papers annd he started cutting myy hair. Hee combed itt nicely annd sometimes smelled myy wet hair. II wass sitting like aa slave infront off him with myy head down. II encouraged him whatever he wanted too do with myy hair. After an hour myy long hair became mid waist length. Hee decided not too cut anymore. II then got up annd swept thee huge mass off black hair into one place. I looked at itt for aa few minutes when thee boy came annd hold mee iin his arms annd said ” Kalpana di!!!those are all gone. II will store itt for myy memory. You again grow your hair. II will cut it. II have become aa haircut fetish.”