inimitable courage

I have, for the first time since I was a student, cut my hair Seriously Short. I feel liberated and yet afraid, unique and yet i miss my long and long-cherished hair. What an amalgam of emotions.

Yet, my hair's been getting steadily shorter over the past year. It's been more like stepwise decrease for me in terms of hair length; i do so admire the people who are willing to chop off twenty cm or more of their tresses in one fell swoop - like the lady who was in Kimage last night too - she started off with waist long hair and walked out with hair shorter than mine is even now. something like victoria beckham's style a few months back. wow.. inimitable courage.

in comparison, i wonder if my unwillingness to lop off my hair all at one go in the salon is representative of my painful indecision and dithering in real life. too many times, i have turned away from a task or a pursuit because i was not sure what the outcome would be; because i was not sure if the cost would be worth it, and because i did not know if i would be a better person after. well, i turned away, the kairos time passed, and even if i were to look back in regret now nothing could ever be changed. seeing others who were brave enough to take that step, travel that road and who have moved on, i cannot help but remember that i, too, once had a chance at that happiness and gave it up. sheesh. i need to overcome my passiveness!


The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.