It is T minus 2 days…
(Still remember this show from the 80’s? Back then, we used to call anyone who is bald, Kojak! Image source: http://savalas.tv)
There are some prayers over the weekend for my son and we suppose to get him shave his head as a sign of “renewal” (or as a means of going through a purification ritual, so they say).
This should have been done when he was still a baby but somehow we have been procrastinating until now (ya, we hate to see sharp razor “sliding” on his head). Aware of his good looks, he initially refused to get his head shaved clean until my wife informed that I will shave my head as well (it happened so fast, I had time to react). My son who like to act and talk like me at certain times liked the idea of two of us going bald at the same time – he asked me and I decided “why not?”
I had my hair cut to the minimum length before but a complete shave of the head is something new. As it is for a good cause and for my son, I will do anything, so losing a couple of hair from the head is small thing.
Time for a shave
(Image source: http://www.joelapompe.net)
We were back in Taiping for the holidays and true to my philosophy “Taiping is a rest area”, I did not venture out from the house for the last 3 days we were there.
It was perfect staying in my in-law’s house – there were good programs on Astro, a comfortable bedroom to take short naps (with no one to question), laptop for games & movies and of course, delicious home cooked food. Further it rained “cats and dogs” in the afternoon onwards. My son found plenty of things to do at home, so he was happy “locked up” in the house as well.
As for my wife, since she has been staying there for many years, somehow she got bored staying in the house. She had laid out a long list of things to do outside the house – shopping, visits to family and friends and go out for lunch / dinner.
One of the “important” things for her to do is to have haircut at her Chinese friend’s hair saloon. The thing is we reached Taiping on Saturday but until Sunday evening; my wife was still undecided whether to go for the haircut. “Later” she said but not contemplating the fact that the shop may close early or there may be many customers. We passed by the shop several times but each time, my wife decided to put off her visit to the hair saloon until the last minute.
Rain came and only then she decided to go for the haircut but when she arrived at the shop, she came back immediately – there was 5 customers waiting for their turn and the shop is indeed closing early (by the time it opens, we will be back to KL).
Lesson learned: Don’t put off pressing engagements for too long, especially on the eve of Chinese New Year
(I was away for a 2 days workshop but managed to post something about my son in between my busy schedule)
One of the tough things that a man can do is getting a haircut for his 2 year old son.
It’s tough because I have a difficult time to keep my still a hyperactive 2 year old son whilst going through scissors, razors and electric haircutter. Ever since my son got his first haircut when he was a year old, it has been my job to take him to the local barber.
* Busy at the computer before the haircut
As he would to start to cry the moment he steps into the barber shop, I will get him to sit on my lap and do all kind of tricks to get him to be still enough to cut his hair. It has been so until now. I took him along when I wanted to have a hair cut couple days ago. Whilst I was having my hair cut, my son was watching me closely. It worked like a charm.
* Still busy at the computer after the haircut
When it was time for his turn, he did not cry but rather busy “cutting” the hair on my hand. He was so busy that he did not bother with the barber who was busy working on his hair.
I managed to get him a very short haircut – that should last for another a month or so before the next trip to the barber.
All part of being a father….
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(Haircut of the extreme! Image source: http://www.chinatoday.com)
Went to the barber last week and I remembered a story that happened when I was studying law. One of the lecturers, who always sported a thick long hair for a very long time, came in to our class one day with a very short hair (as short as those inmates in Pusat Serenti)
Student 1: Sir, did you cut your hair?
Student 2: Oh come on, sir, we can see that you have cut your hair
Lecturer: No, I did not
Student 3: (Laughing) sir, you have amnesia?
There were numerous arguments from other students and this went on for 10 minutes. Some students were laughing at the lecturer (thinking this guy must have gone made). The lecturer of course kept quiet.
Finally he said this “I did not cut my hair; I just had a hair cut”
For moment, there was silence. Then, we felt ashamed. As 3rd year law students, we should have seen that coming.
Anyway, on my haircut…I went to the local Indian barber and told him “Anne, Epotom Matiri” (“Brother, the usual”). Of course at the end of the session, I had a good massage from the Anne.