Standing in the middle of a fully packed classroom scratching your head is the last thing to expect from a professional particularly a professor. But this dreadful nightmare had become my reality. I was a DRAVYAGUNA professor who was stranded by dandruff and scalp infection and I could hardly keep my hand off my head.
All my hard work and my talent went unnoticed , I was now called as the head scratching dumpster. The students made fun of me and the sight of my peers too were clouded by this habit.
Some days I would hear my students mocking me as ‘ khujlika raja ‘ and some days I would enter the class with a black board filled with disgust.
Mimicking me turned to be everyone’s favorite pastime. I was personally and emotionally devastated for the reputation I built with years of practice was now fading away, leaving the imprint of some obnoxious reality that I would go to any extent to change.
This whole situation has taken a toll on my happiness and peace. I started being rude to one and all. Even at home my wife and children were now complaining of me .
Finally, I churned the internet to find the ways to get rid of my life changing monstrous infection. I did some home remedies, the lemon and curd, henna and hibiscus but the infection would resurface after a few days.
