A Visit To The Barber's Salon

Once again, it is that time of the month, when your hair has grown so long,

For which your mom says ‘cut it short’, and scolds you all-day-long.

So in the end, you make your effort, to visit the nearest salon,

So off you go, only to find yourself in an infinite ‘Q’ so long.

For your turn you wait patiently, counting all the nooks and cracks,

and when he calls your name in the end, you feel ‘now I can finally relax.

But that is just a distant dream, for he’ll just bombard you with questions,

and after you’re done with his KBC, the situation only worsens.

You tell him how you want your hair cut; long, short or medium,

you think that in just a few minutes, you’ll be looking more handsome.

But regardless of what you tell him, he cuts it the way he wants it,

In the end of all this; forget handsome, you resemble more of a ‘Bandit’.

Sometimes even these Barbers are no less than gyaani’s!

Once the barber told me, ‘Aap ka baal itna ghana hai,

Par acchi baat hai, kabhi  jaldi safed nahi hota hai!’

The only saviour in the end, is the 40 second massage,

which ends the trip on a happy note,  a rather fun melange.

In the end, it was a Rs.30 haircut, what more could you expect,

Unless it was some posh salon, in which case it's a wholely different prospect.