Cool Summer Style

Its the latest fashion statement in the insti. Guys with mane even girls would envy, baldies, hippies, geeks....... all have a reason of their own to shed all inhairbitions and flaunt the tough shell that houses those little grey cells.
Now why did I do it? Well for me it was a simple case of ephemeral pleasures superseding the furious stares of my GF I knew I'll have to face in near future. It all started when the drunk barber asked whether I would like to have my sidelocks short.
Apprehensive of his wavering scissors, I consented to the use of an electric razor for the purpose. Now anyone who has ever placed his life at the mercy of the drunk barber who frequents Gurunath will sympathize with me.
Now I was a novice when it came to the use of vibrating electric razors. The soothing feel one derives when the vibrating machine glides over one's head is something I almost have a fetish for. It soon lulled me to sleep and I didn't interrupt the barber in between. When I awoke from the reverie I had fallen into, a horrifying scene it was that awaited me. As I stared at the mirror in front of me, what stared back was someone alien to me. It was sort of a black flower with a stubbly brown receptacle. A few minutes of focussed attention to the image confirmed that the brown receptacle was my visage, and the black petals of the flower were my hair.
Rather than face ignominy with such a haircut, I made an impromptu decision-why not enjoy the whirring machine for a few more minutes, and mow down the entire domain!
The result, as you see my dear friends is this.
P.S. I am indebted to a great friend of mine for the inspiration for this post.