"The pleasures of Heaven are with me & the pains of Hell are with me. The first i graft & increase upon myself, the latter i translate into a new tongue." ~ Walt Whitman

Sunday, October 12, 2008

A rendezvous with 'Change'

Change. A term that comes up very often in my vocabulary. Needing an alteration, a modification or simply 'something different' that breaks the monotonous drone of everyday life, is a basic human need. A need for an emotional change, a physical change, a change in your living conditions, a change that leaves chance for new choices, a change of atmosphere or a change in your profession. Changes that alter one's life. It is perfectly effortless to say but absolutely impossible to achieve 75% of the time. For me, the need is repetitive and infinite, leaving me incessantly unsatisfied.

In such cases, one compromises with the disappointment by attaining simple alternative solutions which provide a certain degree of fulfillment, as brief as they may be, instead of yielding to the frustration altogether. It may even be something as simple as going away on weekends or something as substantial as getting a byke.

For me, it is getting a haircut. As superficial as it may seem to some, to me a haircut transforms me into someone else, at least for the brief period of a month. It is new, different, fresh and appealing. In short, a Change.

The process of getting a haircut is in itself exciting for me. The people lounging in the seats getting transformed under the scissors, hair colours and driers. The process of lazing around while i am being pampered like a Princess. The feel and aroma of the expensive shampoos and conditioners softening and taming my hair. The anticipation in wondering whether the stylist would cut and style it just right or sever it irreparably... and the pleasure i experience once i see that she did it just right. The most delightful of all is the exhilaration i feel when the stylist gives me a new look and it suits me, despite the fact that i was squirming in my seat during the layering process. And after floating outside enveloped in the scent of the conditioner,the bounce and shine in my hair is bliss itself.

Last night i captured that feel after quite sometime, since my favourite stylist was out of the country for a frustratingly lengthy period. And today i feel different and content and slightly detached from my consistent predicaments.

And gratified for having achieved even a pinch of the much desired need for a Change.