Mad Scientist : English

Morning eight o’clock, the room was full of energy, the bed shaking wildly, naughty laughter filling the air, Spandana moaning Akash again and again with joy, and Akash focused in satisfying her, both lost in their sex which was loud, romantic, warm and wild. Sunlight slipped through the curtains as their laughter slowly faded into hard breaths. After a while, they walked together to the bathroom, joking, brushing past each other, water running over their body as they kissed and hugged each other. Soon the house shifted into routine. Spandana tied her hair, wrapped her dupatta, and moved into the kitchen to make breakfast, humming softly. Akash dressed neatly for his software office, they ate together with love like they always did. He kissed her forehead, and stepped out into the Bengaluru morning. To the world, Akash was a normal working man, and Spandana was his loving wife. Five years of marriage had settled into comfort, care, and quiet romance.

Akash took a different road that morning and did not go to his software office. He stopped near an old car garage that looked closed from outside but inside behind a hidden door, the place changed into a small secret lab. Vijay, his old friend and lab partner, waited there with nervous excitement. On the table in a cage the rat moved slowly, its body hair already gone. “It worked, Finally we succeeded, your formula worked Akash ” Vijay said with a joy as it was their 5th attempt which didn't fail. Akash looked at it calmly with proud face. This was his second successful invention, as most of his other inventions were failure but he didn't loose hope. The serum was simple but powerful, designed to stop hair growth fully and forever for particular area. “Animals are done,” Vijay said carefully, “Now we need to find a human doner so we can do our human tests next.” Akash thought for a while and picked up ten small tubes of the serum and walked out toward his office, thinking about human doner.

That evening, Akash left from work early, his mind was restless and heavy with thought. At home, he sat on the sofa watching TV, but his eyes kept moving toward the bedroom. Spandana stood there in a radiant pink saree, drying her wet hair after a shower and adjusting her saree while getting ready for a birthday party. Her long, thick hair fell freely down her shoulder and it caught his full attention. Akash did not look at her with romance; he looked with deep focus and smiled with satisfaction. At the party, he smiled, talked, and was normal, but the whole time, thoughts of her beautiful hair was in his mind. When they returned home, Spandana changed into her nighty and slept quickly, tired from the day. Akash lay beside her, still awake, watching her hair spread on the pillow. His thoughts turned cold and clear, and didn't cared of  living his rest of his life with a bald head women. Akash had made his decision and finally closed his eyes to sleep with evil smirk.

The next day, Akash planned everything with care, thinking about where, how, and when to use the serum without getting caught. Slowly and smartly, he mixed small doses into Spandana’s shampoo, hair oil, conditioner, and spray, using only two tubes. For the first few days, life looked normal. But Akash noticed Spandana getting irritated while combing her hair and Spandana also began to slightly scratch her head very often. “ Nowadays dont know why but my head feels itchy akash,” she complained one evening, rubbing her scalp. Soon, she also started getting headaches and told Akash about them. “I don’t know but my head keeps hurting nowadays” she said with worry. Akash listened calmly and said softly, “You’re taking too much tension, stress can be the reason Spandu.” He spoke gently, making her feel heard and guided. Spandana nodded, trusting his words, while Akash quietly watched the first signs of his plan working and felt happy.

A few more days passed, and Akash grew restless, wanting the results faster. So He met Vijay and asked him to prepare small pills to strengthen the dose. From that week, Akash began giving the pills by mixing them into Spandana’s morning food, juice, and drinks carefully. One morning, she almost saw him mixing the pill near the kitchen shelf. “What’s that akash?” she asked suddenly. Akash smiled quickly and said, “Nothing, just salt as it was less.” Another day, she paused after drinking the juice and said, “Akash it tastes strange today.” He replied softly, “Maybe the fruits were old,” and she believed him. Slowly, her hair fall became severe, thick strands filling her comb, pillow, and bathroom floor. Her headaches turned frequent, not sharp but tiring, and she started to notice hair everywhere in the house. Sometimes she used to sit quietly, holding her head, worried and confused about her hair fall. Akash watched all this calmly, and smiled.

A few days later, Spandana started to notice others looking at her strangely. In her Bharatanatyam class, the teenage girls whispered and one even asked softly, “Akka, did you get haircut? It looks less nowaday.” Spandana smiled and defended herself, But during practice, she kept scratching her head and adjusting her braid. Her friends on video call also noticed saying, “Your hairline looks different spandana, did you change something?” That night during video call with her mother, seeing her look she told anxiously, “Apply more oil ma, stop using phone, eat well, your modern habits spoils your hair, if you be like then then one day you will become bald like your father” Spandana argued at first, then slowly started doubting her routine and lifestyle. Later in bed, she spoke to Akash with confusion, “Everyone is noticing… do you think really i will be bald?” Akash held her cheeks, “It’s only stress, dont worry, take rest.” She felt slightly uneasy but believed him. 

After she slept, Akash quietly moved and added more serum into her products. A week passed, and Spandana was fully tired of the stares and questions, so she started wearing caps, scarves, and dupatta casually upon advice of Akash. He knew the heat will worsen her scalp health. Slowly, she began to see her receding hairline clearly, her hair started looking thin and weak. She stopped washing her hair, stopped oiling it and avoided the mirror. When Akash noticed this, one evening he took her to the bathroom himself and said, “Come spandu, I’ll help you, it has been many days, since we bathed like this” They bathed together. Akash washed her head slowly, during the wash, more hair came off in his hands and he wantedly pulled more, falling in wet lumps made her heart sink. and they cuddled for a moment like before, but Spandana’s mind was restless and distracted. After the bath, Akash dried her thin hair himself, dressed her in her nighty, and gently took her to bed.

Spandana lay there silent and broken, while Akash slept peacefully beside her. Next Saturday morning, Akash saw Spandana still sleeping and thought she was tired, so he quietly made breakfast for both of them and mixed the pills into her food as usual before leaving for work. When he returned home that afternoon, fear hit him at once as he saw long hair scattered all over the floor. He went to the kitchen and noticed that the food and morning drink was untouched, his heart started racing, thinking he was caught. He searched for her but saw Spandana sitting on the bed, crying badly. Nearly 80% of her hair was gone, only a few long thin strands hanging to her scalp, hardly enough to tie. Her eyes were red, cheeks dull, lips dry, and her hands kept scratching her bare head again and again. Akash went near lifted her and hugged tightly, saying, “What happened, Spandu, talk to me.” She cried, “Akash look at my hair, its gone, I am scared, what is happening to me?” 

He said calmly, “We will handle this, don’t worry, maybe stress or some allergy. I am with you, we will find some solution together,”. Slowly, Akash made her sit on bed gave her the drink and fed her the leftover breakfast, so the mixed dose wont get wasted. After some discussion, Akash brought the idea of a head shave, and Spandana, with quiet acceptance, requested it at home only. Later, in the bathroom, Akash set up the chair, trimmer, cloth, and a bowl of water. Spandana moved around, cleaning the house and collecting fallen hairs. When she finally sat on the stool, Akash helped her remove her dress fully and tied his towel to her naked body. The trimmer buzzed loudly as Akash turned it on and Spandana started sobbing, tears rolling down her cheeks. Akash reached out gently, comforting her with holding her hand. Akash started shaving, her thin hair fell in soft clumps around her. She flinched as the first “Akash will my hair grow back again?”

Akash didn't respond and continued shaving. Once the trimmer finished, he poured water over her head and applied shaving foam carefully, covering her scalp fully. He ran the razor slowly, shaving in smooth, even strokes, the foam curling away with each pass, leaving her skin smooth and pale. Spandana shivered slightly and murmured, “i wont be able to use comb, hairclips, hair sprays and all” Akash reassured her softly, “Dont get tensed Spandu, stay relax”. He rinsed her scalp, then shaved again while wet checking if any single strand of hair was left. Then he took a lotion prepared by vijay and applied it evenly across her scalp. Spandana felt the cool liquid which made her scalp tingling sensation. then  he bathed her as water ran over her smooth shaved scalp and Spandana stood broken and blank, leaning on Akash. He dressed her himself in a soft nightwear and They lay on the bed. Spandana closed her eyes but couldn't sleep.

She had the fear and wondered if her hair would ever grow back. Beside her, Akash watched her closely, his hand slowly moving over her freshly shaved head, feeling the smoothness with quiet satisfaction. He moved closer, holding her, his body pressing against hers and he removed his clothes along with hers and he began the sex. Spandana was aware of it all, though her body was enjoying it she was moaning and her hands moved over his but her mind felt blank as her emotions were slow and numb. Akash was happy fucking his bald wife. That night, as they slept hugging each other, Akash slept without guilt, without regret. He just used Spandana as a prey for his experiment. Passion did not blind him—it replaced every human feeling he once pretended to have. Spandana lay beside him, bald, broken, still believing in a man who had already erased her hair from her life without mercy.