Water Woes : Hairfall Chronicles
Asha stretched her hands lazily, trying to come out of her slumber. She rubbed her eyes and turned to the other side, craving more sleep. But her alarm kept ringing. Asha tried to find her phone, but her hand could not reach it. Eventually irritated by the continuous ringing, she rose and got her hands on her mobile that was lying at the edge of the bed. She turned off the alarm and reluctantly dragged out of bed. "Gosh! I need to wash my hair again. Another day of hair fall." She spoke to herself, looking in the mirror, holding her once straight hair, now turned frizzy and curly, all thanks to salty tap water. Asha went to the washroom and turned on the geyser while she freshened up. Often, she wondered how people in this city survived for years when she lost a major share of her hair within three months of her stay in this part of Noida. After she felt tired of the complaining session, she took her brush and put point-sized toothpaste to keep her oral health in check. While...