Part 3 - College Admission

My College Days

The story of a young boy and his high aspirations for his career and in the process due to unavoidable circumstances how he is introduced to crossdressing..

After two days mom received a call from Rita aunty and asking mom to come to her home to go and discuss with Principal ma'm.
I was not feeling well on that day so mom left me at home and she went to Principal ma'm's house along with Rita aunty.
It's been two hours mom left me and I was waiting for her to come home at least by lunch time. When I was thinking mom came home along with Rita aunty. We three of us had lunch and that day dad went to outstation on office work.

Rita aunty said,Congratulations Roshan.. You got admission in the college. So no worries.
Thanks Aunty that’s really wonderful I don't need to leave my parents and go far away from them for studies then. It's really a good news.
Mom said, now you should not call Rita as aunty. You should call her as ma'm because you are going to be her student.
Ok Mom.

Mom said, there is problem Roshan...

Mom what happened I asked.... what is the matter.. It seems you are hiding something from me...what is it.
Mom replied, actually..actually ..principal ma'm agreed to give you admission in the college on one condition..
What is it mom...? What is that condition...I am really happy I no need to leave you and dad and I can study in the village itself..any condition is fine for me...anyways what is that condition.
Mom murmured in a low pitch.. Son...you should become my DAUGHTER...
What..C'mon mom are you kidding me ...how is it possible.
Mom said, It's a women's college so giving admission to you is a challenge for them. But some how principal ma'm convinced college management. But college management said they agree to the admission but this should not create any news and should not bring bad name to 50 years old college.
Rita Aunty continued with mom's statement by saying principal ma'm could able to give admission to you and in the official records there won't be any change to your name nor to your gender and you can get your graduation final certificate as Roshan only...But..
I was completely shocked. What? ...hmm...but aunty..sorry madam..
Rita aunty said, It's ok to call me as aunty when we are not in college..but call me as ma'am when other girls are around. What I mean by But is in the register your name will be changed as Roshini....not Roshan...and you are supposed to come to college as a GIRL...
What..aunty..how it is possible...
Rita aunty said, Don't worry that's not a problem. Me and your Mom will think about it.
I really don't know what to say...whether I should feel happy that I am gonna stay with my parents ..or should feel bad to dress up like a girl for my education.
Mom said,Son..I know how much you love your studies and you are a bright kid... you can do this..moreover you will have half day college..you can easily manage.
Rita Aunty said, Don't be confused we have hardly 12 students in your class and I will make sure that there won't be any issue as I am the head of the department. I will instruct my staff to be little more protective.
I said with confidence, no aunty ...no instructions to anybody are required.. I think I can handle it.
Mom, with a big smile on her face kissed me on my forehead and said love you my child.

That night mom discussed this with Dad and Dad instantly asked mom what is my reaction. She said that I am agreed to it.
Mom said, Roshan ...Dad felt really proud of you last night when I said to him that you accepted this for your admission in college. He also said you will fulfil your dream by achieving your civil services aspiration.
Next day Mom and myself went to Rita aunty's home and were discussing where to start...Of course my role is just a spectator role...In the middle of the discussion then came Ranjana asking my mom where is Roshini...I felt very shy about the situation I am in...Noticing my shyness mom replied to Ranjana that your friend Roshini will be here at any moment....and all the three women started laughing..
Mom said, Roshan don't be shy ..you should pass all these little hurdles to achieve what you want..
Mom... Once I made up my mind I will not turn back ...I am okay to do it but don't know what to do and how to do..
Ranjana said, Roshan...oops..Roshini I will teach you how to do it..
Rita aunty said, See Meena just like we are good friends now our children are also become good friends..

My Mom, Rita aunty and her daughter Ranjana were all busy in planning to turn me from Roshan to Roshini...seems strange to me..but I am just watching them engaged with their plans just like curious spectator watching a high intense cricket match

Mom said, Rita suggest me some good tailor who can stitch Roshan's clothes..
Rita: Meena you should erase Roshan from your mind and replace it with Roshini...you should used to it...and we all used to it..otherwise we all get caught.
You remember Meena why Principal ma'm asked Roshan to make Roshini..because of the Village Sarpanch(head of the village) daughter is also studying in the same college in the same class...That Sarpanch is not good man and he will create unnecessary scene when he saw a boy in all girls class.

Mom said, Ok Rita..let's call him as Roshini only...even at home also I will try to call him..sorry her as Roshini only and I will ask her father to used to it.
We all smiled at each other...

Mom asked, Rita aunty to suggest her some tailor na..
Rita aunty said, this is not a city..it's a village and we should keep it with ourselves... Since you are new to this village people might not be aware of your family and all..
Let's do like this let Roshini try Ranjana's dress and I will ask tailor to come
Home and take the measurements. Since we have two more months time to open the college in the meantime let Roshini used to it and comfortable in her own self.
Ranjana with some strange words as if like uttering a mantra ..Tah..tah..doi...here we go..by saying so she opened her wardrobe for me and asked me choose whatever I want to wear.
I then picked a blue cotton dress..

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