Shikakai experiment

Big Feet, Mem, Quarakoz - pay attention.

I've never had great hair, and a kesha-rashi (heap of hair) is a distant dream. However, I do aspire to have some basic hair things in place: hair all black, until it is cool to go gray+black, hair covering all parts of my head and basic hair-coolness. Now hair-coolness isn't about advertisement like hair which has the boys lining up for me - my aspirations are small - it is just this: not having negative comments made about your hair. That includes references to a sudden widening of your forehead.

This has been happening a lot lately, and and I decided to do something about it. I didn't do much research, nor, in consultant-style, speak to experts, or even do the mandatory google search (I would have found this - most of the search suggestions are re hair, if you'd notice, and I had to click through to hair cuttery which is some salon).

Anyway, thinking about my past experiences, but not thinking too much, I decided to switch to shikakai (for the uninitiated-into-South-Indian hair care, shikaki is a fruit that is used to clean hair. It can be powdered and dried or boiled in water and the water can be used as a shampoo. See also this). I forgot about the allergy I had as a child and just used it. To my surprise, the allergy has completely gone away (or Meera Hair Powder doesn't contain any shikaki!)

In any case, I will try real shikakai powder, once I stock up on that (and the precautionary Avil) and determine if the allergy's gone. This natural, herbal, happy things for my hair plan will continue. No more shampoo. For 6 months, its either Meera or shikakai powder.

I'm also thinking that this will be one of those popular beauty blogs that will get thousands of hits. I'll become famous and be interviewed in Hyderabad Times. People will ask me how I did it. I will have a kesha-rashi. I don't know if all of that will happen, but I will report back.

A 'poem' to sign off:

A girl with hair so fine,

So fine, she used to pine,

She switched to shikakai,

No, no, no, not acai,

A stitch in time may save nine