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Akshara from Bangalore shares her story.

“I was a curly-haired baby. I remember the first time my grandmother asked me to tie my hair because it looked unruly. As I grew into my teens, every magazine showed glossy, shiny hair that every beautiful girl had becasue she was ‘ worth it’, and she’d ‘take care’, for it was ‘hair so healthy, it shined.’

Everytime I posted a pic with my hair, open and all over the place, I’d get a call from my sister saying that I need to do something with my hair. I tried every product to ‘smoothen’ and ‘manage’ my hair, make it ‘better’. I even chemically treated my hair to make it straight.

But after a lot of hair loss and hours spent in fixing it, one day, I cut my long, artificially straightened hair to a small bob of curls. And nothing has been more liberating.”

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