To burn out that extra flab bulging out from the hips, to have a clean and clear complexion, to master the art of applying the eye liner perfectly, to be a better cook, to eat her's heart's content without caring of the calorie count, to find a true love. The list that occupies a special place in every girl's heart is never ending.
I am no different. Like any other girl even I have a special wish. A wish that grew in my heart when I read a fairy tale of Rapunzel. It is a story of a girl with a long and strong hair who was been caught by an enchantress who shut her in a tower which had neither stairs nor door but only one window. But one fine day her prince climbs the tower with the help of her strong hair and reaches her. And then they fall in love and live happily ever after.
My wish is something similar. Well, not to have so long hair as Rapunzel but to have thick dark hair to my waist. To have most wonderful tresses anyone can ever imagine, smooth and silky, falling thick and full clear to my waist, rippling and flowing down my back like liquid sunshine. Hair on which I could actually sit. Every time I pulled a brush through them, they should shine like a diamond. To be blessed with each hair as soft as a silk strand and as strong as a metal string. Which I could proudly flaunt where ever I go and delight the feel of those magnificent masses floating down my back when the breeze played with it vibrantly that made every girl envious and left every guy in an awe. Hair flowing like a river when untied and when tied the escaped side locks dancing with joy to the rhythm of the breeze and tickling my face with its soft touch. Hair which I could easily convert into naughty when partying out or turn them elegant while attending a family function. Graceful in either ways.
But as we know, not all dreams come true. As I grew up I realized managing long beautiful hair isn't easy at all. It needs a lot of care and time which I rarely have. Moreover the pollution sucks out life from every hair of yours and all you can do is helplessly collect those fallen strands where ever you move in your house and throw them in dustbin. My wish to have long beautiful hair died hundred deaths everyday with my every fallen hair. Due to this reason I never let my hair grow beyond my shoulder so that I could protect it from falling. But my wish for long hair is still within my heart. I pray someday I get some magical wand that could make my wish come true.
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