Rupa was showing her new sarees to her son, Deepak. He has always show interest in helping his mom. Rupa was holding 2 sarees in her hand. Red and orange sarees, which she bought for the up coming festival. She placed the red saree on her shoulder and asked for his opinion.
Deepak - the red saree suits you mom.
Rupa - yeah. The orange doesn't suit me. It you suits you better, may be you should wear it.
Rupa said with a laugh. Deepak was silent for a while and said no, with hesitation. Rupa didn't understand, why he took a while to say no. At night Rupa started to think about it. He always wanted to have long hair. His hair is now till his mid back. His has no facial hair. More important, Rupa find her clothes were misplaced in her wardrobe. Putting all these together, Rupa understood why Deepak hesitated to say no. Next day, she took the saree to the tailor for the stitching of the blouses. For the red saree her measurements and for the orange saree Deepak's measurements, which she took few days ago, for the stitching of the new shirts. Then she continued shopping to buy matching bangles for the sarees. On the day of the festival, Rupa woke him up early in the morning.
Rupa - deepak, take a bath quickly and Wear the clothes, which would be on your bed.
Deepak took a bath and when he came he saw a orange saree, a blouse, matching bangles and few jewellery too. He was stunned, surprised. He has mixing feelings. He has so many questions. Does mom knows about me? Does she want me to wear a saree? Should I wear it or not? If I don't, would I get another opportunity like this?
After thinking a while, he decided to wear it. He wanted to show his real self to his mom. To pulled out breast forms and hair extensions from a box, which are hidden from his mom.
He took the blouse and filled the blouse cups with the breast forms, then he wore the petticoat. Tears rolled down his eyes. He wore saree many times but this time it's different. It's his own BLOUSE AND SAREE. He started to drape the saree perfectly, he wanted to show his mom, his saree draping skills. He pinned the pallu on his left shoulder and tucked the pleats into his petticoat. Then he completed adjusting the saree Neatly. He started to brush and braid his hair after middle parting it and he added hair extensions too. Because of the hair extensions, his braid is touching his butt. He started to apply make up, it's not his time. After the make up. He took the jewellery. He wore earring and anklets. The anklets are making a lot of sound, which he liked very much, which made him feel girly. Then he took the bangles, gold bangles and glass bangles. He knows how to wear them, gold bangles, then glass bangles and then gold bangles. After that he wore the necklace and placed a bindi on his forehand. He took the flowers and pinned them in his hair. He is happy. His mom likes woman to be traditional. One final time he checked everything and walked out of the door. With each step the anklets are making sweet noise and whenever he moved his hands, his bangles are making sweet noise.
Rupa turned around slowly which she heard the anklets sound. She was surprised to see deepak, so beautifully. He dressed up so beautifully, no girl of his age would dress up this perfectly all by herself. She always thought, deepak is very shy like a girl but she thought, May be he needs to dressed as a girl. She rised his head and she saw few tears on his cheek. She wiped them. Both hugged each other tightly. Rupa - I am so sorry. I was forced you to cut your hair many times. I know, how girls feel, when they were asked to cut there. You much me really sad.
Rupa - from now on, I will never allow you to have a hair cut, even if you want to. I am gonna enjoy braiding your hair everyday, pinning flowers in it. Pamper you all the time.
After the emotional talk, Rupa convinced deepak to join her to the temple. Deepak doesn't want to go. He is scared but his mom, assured him nothing will happen to her Princess. His mom knows the best.
My real story - even in my real life, one day after my bath at night, I was searching for my night clothes. My mom and my sister were folding the clothes. My sister jokingly asked me to wear a nighty. Till now I regret it, May be I should have worn the nighty that day. If I wore it, May be they will ask me to wear a saree too. I thought about it many times.
I hope you have this kind of regrets. If you have please comment them.
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