Hi, I'm Meghana Dixit
I am an Artist, who considers crossdressing as an Art !!! With Passion For Makeup, Glamour and Style. I myself am made of entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intensions.
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..
Ranjana and myself went to the auditorium and I noticed everyone looked at me with a welcoming smile and we all have taken seats in the auditorium. Welcome speech was given by Principal ma'm followed by the prayer. We all stood for the prayer and suddenly I felt like someone pulled me and I turned immediately and I saw a beautiful girl standing and smiling and she pointed her finger to the end of my pallu(one end of the saree) which was stuck in the chair. Then Ranjana came to rescue me and helped me by taking out pallu from the chair.
The prayer stared and I closed my eyes and I can see the beautiful smile of the girl who stood right back of me in the next row. Oh wow..her lovely lips with the shine of her beautiful lipstick and her black eyeliner really stolen my heart. I never had this feeling before..
Prayer is over and I felt like asking Ranjana about that beautiful smiling girl but something stopped me. I felt like Ranjana may feel jealous if I ask about this smiling beauty. Hold on..hold on..hold your horses..don't ask Ranjana that is my inner voice suggested me not to ask.
From there we went to the class room. Our class started and we have seen a beautiful woman who entered into our class and started introducing her as Swapna and this Swapna madam started by saying Hello Class !!!
One after another started introducing among ourselves...While everyone are introducing I am busy in adjusting my pallu and checking whether everything is in place or not then all of a sudden a beautiful voice of someone like ilayaraja's BGM made me to turn my face in search of that soothing voice and to my surprise the smiling girl in the auditorium...OMG I can't believe she is my classmate..great and her name is anjanli..
I was still in my dreams and smell of the jasmine flowers ducked in the hair of the my classmates..and ofcourse mine also made me to feel sleepy..then it came to my turn to introduce myself to the classroom..
In my normal voice I introduced myself..Hi I am Roshan..then everyone in the class taken aback..then suddenly Ranjana pulled my pallu and I realized that I am a women now and in the middle of a women's class room. I adjusted my voice and I once again introduced myself as Roshini and I told them that mimicry is my hobby.. Swapna madam asked me to share more about me to the class next time as I am from the city and politely I nodded my head in affirmative and taken my seat.
Since I joined directly in the second year of my three year degree course and I am from the city all the girls of my class circled me except Anjali and started asking me so many questions and luckily for most of the questions Ranjana answered and she was very proud that I am having only one friend that is none other than Ranjana..they started asking me about my parents and my siblings.. I answered that I have a brother Roshan and who is studying in hostel in Hyderabad.
Finally the first day of the college was an adventure. Ranjana and myself reached home in the evening on her scooty and my mom is eagerly waiting for us at the gate to know whether everything went smooth or not on the first day. After we went inside I have thrown my handbag aside and sat on the recliner chair and started relaxing. Mom prepared some payasam(sweet made with milk and some dry fruits) for Ranjana and myself. We enjoyed the payasam and Rajana bid good bye and asked me to select a chudidar for the next day to college then I thought myself I as a boy never planned about next day dress to college unless untill there is a special event at the college. But being a girl you should plan every day as if every day is a special one.
Days are passing by and somehow I used to the dress up myself to the college without dependency on Mom and Ranjana. Mom is happy seeing her girl getting ready on her own but Ranjana started maintaining some distance from me thinking that I am avoiding her to help me up with the dress up. Mom and Rita aunty found this change in Ranjana and Mom explained it to me.
One day after our dance class I asked Ranjana to drop me at my home on her scooty and she said you manage on your own and these days you know it well how to do it without the dependency of others.
I then realized my mistake and went to her and apolized her for my behavior and told her that she is only friend I have in the village. She smiled , hugged me and kissed on my cheek. She dropped me home.
Next day in the college we have received a notice and our peon handed over it to our lecturer. Our lecturer read out in the class and the message goes like this: Anjali, Ranjana and myself are going to accompany the inspectors coming for our college inspection and we should come up with a speech as well. After listening to it I thanked God for giving me this opportunity to work with Anjali on this task.
I met Anjali for the first time and just like in the movies for heroine introduction they will play Ilayaraja BGM I heard something like that...that very moment of seeing her is a memory which I would like to cherish any time..
On that evening Anjali, Ranjana and myself met at the cafeteria to discuss about the plan of action. Anjali and Ranjana were discussing about the plan of action and I am busy in staring at Anjali. Ranjana after noticing that crushed my feet under the table.
Just two days before the inspection Ranjana was sick due to viral fever so the whole responsibility lies on Anjali's and my shoulders. I prepared speech in English to Anjali and she delivered the speech at the podium very well in our class. As part of the inspection one of the students should teach one concept to the entire class and that part I took the lead and did it well. Our Rita aunty(madam) appreciated both of us. After the class is over Anjali thanked me for the speech and has given me a hug. I don't know the hug of Anjali doesn't have much impact as that of Ranjana's the week before at the dance class.
In the evening I went to see Ranjana and after spending some time with her she felt very happy. I took some medicines to her as per the visiting doctor's prescription.
In the notice board we have seen the timetable for our upcoming final exams then myself and Ranjana decided to plan for combined studies. Three days at Ranjana's place and three days at my place. When Ranjana comes to my place I used to wear shorts and T-shirt by putting my hair into a pony tail. On the day when I go to Ranjana's place I used to wear a salwar to there.
Our preparation went well and we did very well in the exams. That summer we both had a great time attending to the dance classes and we became very close to each other.
Next year we both had a great year together always chilling each other. We lived in our own worlds and always flock together. We feel the chemistry between us. We have completed our final exams and planned to go to Delhi for our civil services preparation.
My Dad made arrangements for both of us and we stayed as paying guests with an elderly couple. We both worked very hard and finally cracked the civils exam and followed by subsequent rounds. After completion of training we both got our postings and finally our parents arranged our marriage and we lived our life ever after....
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This story really took me to an imaginary world. Very well done Meghana di...keep writing more...
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