After nearly a full year and a half of growing my long hair, I finally cut it with a day to go for the New Year. For me, it was a fantastic experience. I enjoyed having the long hair far more than what I originally thought.
I would have continued to keep the long hair for another year if not for the promise I made to my Mom. She didn’t like me having long hair. At the same time, she wanted to respect my desire to experiment. So, we stuck a deal in 2009 that I’ll cut my hair at the end of 2010. And so, I kept my word.
Many would ask me why I chose to grow my hair long, in the first place. After-all, I hadn’t done that in 36 years. So, why now?
It’s for 3 precise reasons.
Reason #1: My Dad. His Dad. His Grand-dad. All of them were half bald by the time they were in their 40s. So were my Mom’s Dad and his Dad. I knew I’m next in line. And I’m not getting any younger. It’s now or never.
Reason #2: For over a decade, I worked in the 9 to 5 corporate life. Long hairs weren’t considered appropriate. Now that I’m my own boss, I get to do what I want to do.
Reason #3: I once read a quote written inside an elevator of a hotel that made an indelible impression on me. It quoted Mark Twain’s words, “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do.”
That sealed it.