As a youngster, I remember scoffing at people who freaked out at the sight of a few strands of grey hair on their heads. I thought it elegant to allow yourself to turn grey slowly. I thought dyeing grey hair was egoistic. But that was then, at a time when grey hair was the least of my worries. At a time, when I could afford to scoff at the old and think of their worries as petty. But now, more specifically yesterday, as I combed my hair in a different style, I saw that a lot of the perfect jet black hair had turned silvery grey. I checked more and clumps of grey hair revealed themselves. It wass as if an entire clan of grey hair was hiding under the black hair. And I freaked out, truly had a breakdown. I felt young, then how is it that my hair felt it had to turn old.
Now for the solution, henna, dye, highlighting all those grey ones and acting as if all is well. I really do not want to age gracefully, I would rather put up a fight and prevent a grey head for a long, long time.
