Legendary Head Shave Tales
Late at night, the house was silent except for the soft whir of the fan. Vansh lay on his bed, his eyes glued to the phone screen. The glow from the screen flickered on his face as he watched yet another head shave video. His heartbeat quickened. The sound of hair falling, the smooth bald scalp—it excited him. Just then, the door creaked open. “Vansh!” His mother, Kavita, stood at the door, eyes sharp. Before he could react, she grabbed the phone from his hands. “Amma!” Vansh shot up. “Give it back!”
But Kavita’s face had already turned pale. “Chi! What is this, da? Watching women get their heads shaved?” Her voice trembled between anger and shock. Vansh smirked. “Relax, Amma. It’s just a video.” She clenched the phone. “This is disgusting! Where did you even get such thoughts?” He leaned back, unfazed. “I want to see it happen for real.” Kavita’s heart stopped. “See what?”
Vansh stood up, his voice calm yet chilling. “I want to shave your head.” Kavita gasped. “Have you lost your senses?!” “If you love me, you’ll do it,” Vansh said, stepping closer. Kavita shook her head furiously. “No! This is madness, Vansh! Stop talking nonsense.” Vansh sighed, pretending to think. Then, with a smirk, he said, “Alright then… I’ll leave this house.”
Kavita’s stomach twisted. “Vansh, don’t be foolish!” “I mean it, Amma,” he said, crossing his arms. “Either you let me shave your head, or I’m walking out.” Tears welled in her eyes. “You are my only son… my life…” “Then prove it.” Said vansh. Kavita’s legs trembled. She looked at his face—her little boy. The boy she had pampered, protected, loved beyond limits. And now, he stood before her, demanding something unthinkable.
Her hands clenched her saree tightly. “Vansh, kanna… please don’t do this…” Vansh turned away. “Okay, I’m leaving.” “No!” She caught his hand, her voice breaking. “Fine… I’ll do it.” A victorious grin spread across Vansh’s face. The bright bathroom lights reflected off the white tiles. Kavita sat on the small stool in the bathroom, her hands trembling as she gripped the edges of her saree.
The bright white tiles reflected her anxious face. Vansh stood behind her, eyes gleaming with cruel excitement. Her long, thick black hair cascaded down her back, the very hair she had cherished for years. “Amma, smile na… this is going to be fun!” Vansh mocked, grabbing a handful of her hair. Kavita flinched. “Vansh… kanna… please, don’t do this…”
But he ignored her. Instead, he gripped a thick section of her hair and, without warning, sliced through it with a pair of scissors. The sharp snipping sound echoed in the bathroom. Kavita gasped as she saw the severed chunk of her hair fall onto her lap. She clutched the uneven remains on her head, her heart pounding.Snip. Snip. Snip.
More and more locks tumbled down, piling onto the bathroom floor. Kavita shut her eyes, her body shaking. She could feel the rough, jagged patches of hair left on her scalp. Before she could react, a cold rush of water hit her head. Kavita let out a sharp gasp as Vansh poured an entire bucket of water over her, soaking her unevenly cropped hair.
He reached for the razor and lathered her head with shaving foam, the white cream covering the last remnants of her hair. “Now, let’s finish it properly,” he whispered, placing the blade at her forehead. Slowly, he dragged the razor back, scraping away the remaining stubble. Kavita bit her lip to hold back a sob as she felt the cool blade slide over her skin. The sound of the razor scraping against her scalp filled the air.
Stroke by stroke, her head became smoother. Vansh took his time, ensuring no trace of hair remained. After what felt like an eternity, he wiped her head with a towel and stepped back. He ran his hand over her smooth scalp, he was not yet satisfied.he walked to the shelf and grabbed a bottle of coconut oil. He poured a generous amount into his palm, the thick liquid glistening under the bathroom light. Without warning, he roughly slapped the oil onto her head, rubbing it in with force.
“Ahh, Amma… so smooth…” he said, his fingers pressing deep into her scalp, spreading the oil all over. He massaged it harshly, his fingers digging into her skin, making her cry.“Vansh… enough. This is too much,” she raised her voice, trying to regain some control over the situation. Vansh froze for a second, his smirk fading. His ego burned at the thought. Vansh’s grip tightened. “Shh. Sit still.”
He dragged the razor across her forehead, the first eyebrow falling away in uneven strokes. Tears spilled from Kavita’s eyes, but she didn’t move. The second one followed, leaving her face bare, unnatural. Vansh wiped away the tiny hairs and forced her to look in the mirror and smirked. Kavita touched her bare head. Her breath hitched. “Good night, Amma,” he muttered casually, walking out of the bathroom, leaving her alone with her reflection.
She sat there for minutes, numb. Then, slowly, she touched her bald head again, as if trying to convince herself this was real. Pulling herself up, she walked to her bed lifeless , lying down without a pillow. The coolness of the night air grazed her exposed scalp, a cruel reminder of her submission. She had to be strong. She had to go for important office meeting the next day .
Morning arrived too soon. The mirror was merciless, reflecting a face she didn’t recognize. She dressed in a formal blazer and neatly pressed trousers, trying to compose herself. She placed a hat over her bald head, hoping to hide at least a part of her humiliation. Taking a deep breath, she prepared to leave for the office. But just as she reached the door, Vansh snatched the hat off her head and tossed it across the room.
“Vansh, please… don’t do this,” she pleaded. But he pulled her by the arm and making her sit down. He dipped his fingers into a thick turmeric paste mixed with oil and and smeared it roughly over her smooth, bare scalp. she stepped out, feeling the weight of every step heavier Tears welled in her eyes as she stepped outside, the oil making her bald head glisten unnaturally, the stained blazer sticking to her skin. Every step felt like a punishment, her shame now on full display.
