The best part in women that
adorns her is hair. Long, lustrous and silky smooth hair just adds on to her
beauty and provides a grace to her persona.
Love Dove !
Well indeed I do. And to
justify my statement I must state that Dove was introduced to me in my early
twenties, as a gift from my overseas maternal aunt. Since then I am sharing my
bathroom with Dove in every possible way. From soap to shampoo, body wash to
conditioner; trust me dove is all around my place. I wonder that day is no far
when I’ll start swearing on the brand.
Well never mind, I too have a
braid tale which is a three generation story, revolves around me, of course, my
mother and my daughter.
Once upon a time, there was a
school girl whose mother was obsessed with her hair care, more than she was.
Every day without a miss the mother used to oil girl’s hair, which was till her
waist line, air tight braids were made and the thickness of those two braids
individually was as of a metal rod. You bet they were pretty thick and I know
so because those were my braids. Every girl used to envy me for my thick and
long black hair. School girls used to ask me the secret behind my beautiful
braids, was nothing rare. Those were pretty good happy days for me. But one day
what I saw, enemy of hair! And it was no alien force. They were my own hair.
Their ends! Yes the spilt ends! I was worried and heart broken. These split
ends were new to me and this new was no good. I could do nothing to get rid of
these dirty ends. And being candle therapy the only solution in those days, I
had to go for same. Irrespective of me hating the candle therapy because I was
vulnerable and scared, that what if some accident happen, what if the therapy
goes wrong? What if the therapist is not a pro? What if I had to cut short my
length due to failure in therapy? There were so many what if’s , but I was
helpless. I was still proud of my tresses, but deep down somewhere I had a
glitch against these ugly ends
Today, those tresses are
gone. But what I have is a daughter. Just like my mother she is obsessed with
her hair care. But her techniques are a lot different as of my mother’s back in
those days. She has shoulder length hair, which is according to her is the best
length to keep one’s hair healthy and nourished. Any length below this will
lead to loss in nourishment and dry and dead ends. But just like every other
girl she craves for long tresses. I have seen her going lala over my length
after seeing my pictures when I had long tresses. With a fear of spilt ends,
she is afraid to grow them long, thus she opt for frequent hair cut, which
leads to length till shoulder. While she wish to grow her hair longer than
mine.
The other day I was watching
T.V and my cookery show was interrupted with commercials, when suddenly Dove
Split End Rescue system ad flashed on screen. At first I was thinking if this
could actually happen? And I was left thinking should I order this product or
not? What if this just another false claim by advertisers? Despite being
doubtful, I made up my mind to use it once. And I applied for these samples.
Just after a few washes
difference was identified. The bottles were soon emptied. I can say my loyalty
towards Dove has finally paid off by introducing this new product.
P.S. I miss Dove Split End Rescue Shampoo in my own
time. As the saying goes, it’s always better to be late, than never.
P.S. This is no a fiction,
but one dramatized chapter of my life. I proudly say Love Dove, not just
because I do, but as it is so worth it.
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