I tried many times to get hold of Pawan to hear his story. Unfortunately, his work schedules and pressure didn’t make this happen.
My heart started racing with every day that passed by without getting in touch with him. It’s only two days away for Pawan and Satya to visit our home, I am turning restless thinking whether they make it or not. I asked my wife Padma, she told Satya talked to her over phone and they are coming this Saturday. Hearing this, I thanked silently from the heart.
Saturday came by; it is evident in me and showing off as well that I am very curious to meet them. Padma even commented “relax, they will be coming anyway”. The door bell rang by then.
I opened the door; Satya came in saying hai. She is in her jeans and shirt very casually dressed, holding helmet. While inviting her in, I asked “where is Pawan?” She replied “Pawan couldn’t come today”, looking disappointment on my face, she continued “so I brought Pavani with me”. She observed my excitement and my curious eyes which are rolling towards the door.
Just then Pawan entered. He is in lime yellow saree having red border. His red blouse is a standout tempting everyone to admire the style in which it is made. He decked his long braid with rows of jasmine flowers. His beaming smile hinted on the danglings that complemented his dress. His lips tend to compete colors with the bindi, his light pink cheeks are attempting for balance and harmony. His light blue eye-lids made the eyes wide and bright. His happiness and esteem can be seen in his eyes.
Padma too joined from kitchen in inviting them. Satya expressed “one of us has to be in pants to ride the bike. We tossed a coin and he won to make a choice. His obvious choice is saree anytime. So here we are – he is more a girl than me”. We could see the blush on Pawan and his eyes dropped hinting on his shyness.
Padma while saying “Satya, don’t tease Pawan, his beauty deserves him to be in saree all the time”, held his hand and walked him to the sofa. He as a bride walked in slowly. Satya replied “Oyi amma! His deceptive similarities to a woman are even making me forget the subtle differences he possesses underneath his saree”. Pawan turned red to which Satya soothingly said “Bhama, whatever I say, neevu naa danave (you are mine!)”. Hearing this, his emotions turned 180 degrees to happiness – he blushed with joy saying in tiny voice “thank you”.
We all chatted for sometime. Padma got up saying “let me do some kitchen work”. I thought Satya would accompany Padma so I could get the opportunity to know Pawan’s story on his beginnings and how he made Satya acceptable to the fullest extent.
Instead of Satya, Pawan got up, adjusting his pallu, he raised his saree pleats and tugged to the side stating “I will help you in the kitchen”. Satya yawned, laying back in sofa “see that’s why I prefer him this way”.
My heart eagerly waited anticipating my wife would say “see you should learn from Pawan – how he understands women and helps them”. But it didn’t happen.
Instead she smilingly said to Pawan “Join me for company. You don’t have to help me but just keep talking”. I turned envy on how casual she is with Pawan dressed as a woman; my mind started evaluating on my chances for being in saree and giving company to my wife.
Satya turned the TV on, flipping the channels through remote control. I sat there as a sitting duck with my thoughts rushing and my heart pounding on when I should come out to my wife that I too want to be dressed in saree.
Cont’d in part 4...........
My heart started racing with every day that passed by without getting in touch with him. It’s only two days away for Pawan and Satya to visit our home, I am turning restless thinking whether they make it or not. I asked my wife Padma, she told Satya talked to her over phone and they are coming this Saturday. Hearing this, I thanked silently from the heart.
Saturday came by; it is evident in me and showing off as well that I am very curious to meet them. Padma even commented “relax, they will be coming anyway”. The door bell rang by then.
I opened the door; Satya came in saying hai. She is in her jeans and shirt very casually dressed, holding helmet. While inviting her in, I asked “where is Pawan?” She replied “Pawan couldn’t come today”, looking disappointment on my face, she continued “so I brought Pavani with me”. She observed my excitement and my curious eyes which are rolling towards the door.
Just then Pawan entered. He is in lime yellow saree having red border. His red blouse is a standout tempting everyone to admire the style in which it is made. He decked his long braid with rows of jasmine flowers. His beaming smile hinted on the danglings that complemented his dress. His lips tend to compete colors with the bindi, his light pink cheeks are attempting for balance and harmony. His light blue eye-lids made the eyes wide and bright. His happiness and esteem can be seen in his eyes.
Padma too joined from kitchen in inviting them. Satya expressed “one of us has to be in pants to ride the bike. We tossed a coin and he won to make a choice. His obvious choice is saree anytime. So here we are – he is more a girl than me”. We could see the blush on Pawan and his eyes dropped hinting on his shyness.
Padma while saying “Satya, don’t tease Pawan, his beauty deserves him to be in saree all the time”, held his hand and walked him to the sofa. He as a bride walked in slowly. Satya replied “Oyi amma! His deceptive similarities to a woman are even making me forget the subtle differences he possesses underneath his saree”. Pawan turned red to which Satya soothingly said “Bhama, whatever I say, neevu naa danave (you are mine!)”. Hearing this, his emotions turned 180 degrees to happiness – he blushed with joy saying in tiny voice “thank you”.
We all chatted for sometime. Padma got up saying “let me do some kitchen work”. I thought Satya would accompany Padma so I could get the opportunity to know Pawan’s story on his beginnings and how he made Satya acceptable to the fullest extent.
Instead of Satya, Pawan got up, adjusting his pallu, he raised his saree pleats and tugged to the side stating “I will help you in the kitchen”. Satya yawned, laying back in sofa “see that’s why I prefer him this way”.
My heart eagerly waited anticipating my wife would say “see you should learn from Pawan – how he understands women and helps them”. But it didn’t happen.
Instead she smilingly said to Pawan “Join me for company. You don’t have to help me but just keep talking”. I turned envy on how casual she is with Pawan dressed as a woman; my mind started evaluating on my chances for being in saree and giving company to my wife.
Satya turned the TV on, flipping the channels through remote control. I sat there as a sitting duck with my thoughts rushing and my heart pounding on when I should come out to my wife that I too want to be dressed in saree.
Cont’d in part 4...........
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