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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=555034" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hairstyles</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When i molded long strands of my hair into slender<br>curls, <br>fastening them with strings of sticky elastic rubber, <br>with infinite fibers of black cascading down like a<br>fountain, <br>my manly exteriors transited to those of a daintily<br>adorned teenage girl.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>when i submerged the wild mass of my hair in an exact<br>liter of coriander<br>oil, <br>they slept in tranquil contentment on glistening<br>regions of my scalp, <br>refraining to budge an inch in stormy sheets of<br>inclement weather, <br>dying a disdainful death without savoring the true<br>taste of life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>when i sheared bulky loads of my hair with a pair of<br>pocket jacknife, <br>rustic pathces of my scalp potrayed an alien look, <br>the humming bees sung merrily on the barren islands, <br>my head now resembled polished briquette's of<br>coal; sprawled with white<br>powder.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>when i camouflaged my scalp with beads of pure silver, <br>adhering sedately to rudimentary bits of yellow gold, <br>it appeared as if possesed a dungeon of riches, <br>with parasitic individuals of the society pilfering<br>through my house of bare<br>brick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when i tonsured my skull completely of hair, <br>gently plucking the last bits of floss with my knotted<br>fingers, <br>my scalp got scorched in acerbic rays of the sun, <br>sparkling a pure ivory white in resplendent beams of<br>the moon, <br>i was a grotesque sight to stare; as people offended me<br>with pools of ludicrous<br>laughter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>when i parted my hair in exact equal halves, <br>sprinkling the central rift with pinches of crimson<br>vermilon powder, <br>riveting braids of scented flower with scrupulous<br>proficiency, <br>i looked strikingly similar to the traditionally<br>living indian women.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>and when i finally combed my hair with casual strokes<br>of the serrated brush, <br>splashing jagged stubs of my beard with revitalising<br>cologne, <br>kneading my hair vigorously with piquant extracts of<br>blue whale fish, <br>i could be sighted unanimously by one and all; as a<br>truly authentic volatile<br>man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nikhil+Parekh">Nikhil Parekh</a><div class=q>
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fastening them with strings of sticky elastic rubber, 
with infinite fibers of black cascading down like a
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