My Indian hairdresser

Hi Everyone

One of the things that maybe not worried me, but that I might ponder a bit how I should manage was the obvious things like getting a haircut. This is surely something that just has to be done at sometime.

On my way home I have seen a small shop next to my flat where they giving haircuts, so I decided to give it a try. The workers looked a bit puzzled on me when I entered, but I just sat down in the chair so they could not misunderstand my intention of being there

One assistent startet to cut, while one other guy, who I think was the owner, asked if I wanted a cigarette! When I promptly refused he sent someone out to buy and lighted his own next to me while giving instructions to his assistant! Not sure if it would have worked like that in Norway. This guy also insisted in talking to me the whole time. Off course in Hindi. I just answered “Ha”, “Accha” and I few other words that I know means, “yes”, “ok”, “fine” or things like that. Maybe I have given him my car. I don’t know.

After I was finished, the owner insisted in joining me on my way home, still talking. No idea what he talked about. The only thing I understood was that he at some point said 100 rupees. It might wanted some more money, but I don’t know

Now it’s weekend, and I’m really looking forward to that

Speak to you soon!

Karsten

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3 thoughts on “My Indian hairdresser

  1. Hei Karsten – Tenkte at jeg skulle svare deg i juli da du sendte ut mail om flytting men så kom jeg ikke så langt. Nå er jeg inne på siden din for første gang og har lest meg nedover til dette frisørbesøket ditt. Hva skjedde : hvordan så du ut og ble du kvitt fyren ? Jeg har ikke kommet til hva du gjør der nede i India ennå, men tøfft av deg å flytt dit !! jeg hadde ikke turt å gjøre noe så drastisk og til ett så annerledes sted. Håper du har det bra. Klem fra Hilde

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    • Hei

      Ble til slutt kvitt fyren ja. Man lærer seg etter hvert hvilke armbevegelser som er avvisende og betyr nei, og hva som betyr ja. Og er du klar over at i India så rister man på hodet når man mener ja? Satt og spiste med en kollega fra Island her om dagen. Han spurte meg om noe, og jeg sa ja og ristet på hodet, slik jeg har lært. Han måtte da spørre meg en gang til om jeg virkelig mente ja eller nei 🙂

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