She quietly made her way to her room, praying that she would meet no one. Once inside she would just fall asleep and no one would be the wiser for today. But that was not to be. She found her father barring the way, her mother sobbing by his side. "Reena today I found this letter on the roof. How long has this been going on?" Shit, she had forgotten the letter on the roof. Now she was gonna really get it. "Oh Papa, actually I was just going to tell you about it. Its nothing just that stupid boy in the neighborhood. I think he saw me drying my hair and sent me that letter, it’s really nothing." Her father gazed at her sternly. "Drying your hair, ehh. Let it down. Let me see it." She let down her hair and it reached to almost her buttocks. Her father examined her from head to toe, going all around her. She just prayed that he couldn't guess what she had been doing with it less than an hour ago. When he was done with his examination he sternly ordered her "Go up to your room. And no more of this washing and drying your hair every Sunday nonsense. We end up spending a fortune on shampoos and conditioners anyway. I'll think of what is to be done about this letter." Saying this he walked away. Reena went up to her room crestfallen. What did he mean by no more of this washing and drying nonsense? Shit!! She hoped he wasn't thinking of cutting her hair. Damn fuck!! Why hadn't she destroyed that stupid letter? She should have thrown it at that maniac Arun right then and there. Now it was going to destroy her life and her beautifully long silky hair. She stood in front of her full length mirror and began to comb out her tresses, probably for the last time. Tears began to fall from her eyes.
