Beautiful Ends to your Beautiful Braids

This post won the RUNNERS UP Award in the contest "Beautiful Ends to your Beautiful Braids!" conducted by IndiBlogger and Dove. Omg!! Out of all the things that I miss today the best one is my hair… I still remember the way mom used to braid it and the way every other classmate of mine stares at it with envy It was a girls higher sec school , where you have to make twin braids every day and tie it upwards with a black ribbon. Cutting my hair short has become an unintended habit for me and my parents ever since my childhood days. The way they indicate me at school is , go to first floor , last room- 6 th B. There is a gal with short hair, cropped hair that is more like a boy-cut. She is nivi. She is the one….Thats how they denote me…That’s how I gained name. When every other soul in that school sauntered happily with lengthy hair touching their knees. I, the sad soul will not even have enough hair to clutch...