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This is a beautiful story with more twists and turns of a guy who just grew his hair long for some time and how his Mother and sister helped him to explore the world of femininity..
Hi friends, my name is Anush. 5 years ago, I got a job in America. My parents didn't want me to go, but I didn't listen. I really need that job, so I went to America. My mom was really disappointed. After the 5 years were over, I am coming back to India.
I am fair and about 5"9. After I went to America. I thought, I made a mistake by leaving my parents. My mom cried many times. Since my childhood, I never liked to grow my hair, whenever my hair touches my ears, I used to get a hair cut. So while I was America, I wanted to punish myself by not cutting my hair. I kept it so a secret from my parents. So today I finally I am going and I just landed in India.
I have to travel on a bus for 4 hours to get to my home, so I was waiting for the bus. Suddenly the rubber band i was wearing is gone and my hair is all over my face. My hair is till my waist. Since its night not many were there in the bus stand. Because of the wind, my hair is all over back and on my face. I don't have spare rubber band, so I saw a old lady sitting in front me. I was very shy but I decided to ask her for a rubber band. I went to her asked her
Old lady - ohh. You have to carry rubber bands in your hand bag, women.
Me - but ma'am. I am not a women.
Old lady - what? Then why are you having long hair?
Me - I like long hair but it's troubling me
Old lady - no problem, sit next to me. I will braid your hair.
I was shocked
Me - no no. No need. I just need a rubber band.
Old lady - listen to me, in this wind, you can't handle your long hair without a braid.
I was convinced by her words. I sat next to her
She took her time. After brushing my hair for a while, she braided it. Simultaneously we came to know about each other.
As she completed braiding my hair, the bus arrived. The old lady has to go through my home town, so we got into the same bus.
The bus is almost filled. Only two seats were available, and they were ladies seats. So I decided to get down but the old lady stopped me.
Old lady - why are you leaving?
Me - they are ladies seats
Old lady - yeah. But I can guarantee you that no one will know that you are a man.
I was shocked
Old lady - just keep your hair in your chest and sit.
I waited for a long time for the bus, so I decided to sit on ladies seats. Many ladies, entered the bus and everyone left think me as a women. I have absolutely no hair on my face.
Finally I reached my destination, while I was about to get down, the lady kissed me on my forehead and told me not to cut my hair. I just smiled at her and got out
In the morning With happiness i pressed the calling Bell and it's my mom, who answered it. She hugged me in joy, then she realised I have long hair and it's braided too. Then I met my dad too but my sister wasn't in the home. I went to my room and got fresh up. After breakfast, my dad went to work. Both me and my mom were alone.
We both sat on the couch. Then my mom took my braid into her hand and asked me
Mom - aren't you gonna tell me about this?
Me - I told my mom about the punishment and everything
Mom - so, do you know, how to braid your hair?
Me - no, an old lady did it.
Mom - don't worry, I will teach you.
Saying it, my mom went to her room and came back with oil bottle and a comb.
Mom - now, turn around. I will massage your head.
My mom undid my braid and started to apply oil to my hair and then started to brush it. I sat calmly and enjoyed it. My mom told me everything I missed in the last 5 years. I didn't notice what my mom was doing with my hair. After an hour, she placed a braid on my shoulder. I was shocked.
Me - mom, why did you braid my hair?
Mom - you didn't tell me not to braid it
Me - I don't like it, please undo it.
Mom - no, you should have said to before braiding it.
While me and my mom were talking about the braid, my sister came home. I was very happy to see her. Her face was mixed with happiness and weirdness. She came to me and took my braid into her hands and pulled it. I shouted it pain
Sister - it's real
Me - yes, it's real. You could have asked me rather than pulling it.
Sister - sorry but you have very long hair just like mine.
Mom - both of you turn around
While we did, my mom noticed our braids
Mom - no, kavya (my sister), his hair is longer than yours.
Both me and sister laughed.
We three of us discussed about my future.
Mom - anush, you don't have to hurry to find a new job here. Your sister and dad are earning really good. Take your time
Me - OK, mom and I am really sorry for leaving you.
Mom - it's OK. Have to thought of cutting your hair?
Me - no, mom, why? Do you want me to cut it?
Mom - absolutely no. I really like your hair and I don't want you to cut it.
Me - but mom, it's really long. May be I should cut it till my shoulder.
Mom - don't. You hurt me before. If you cut your hair, you will hurt me again.
I don't know what to say but agreeing with her.
Mom asked,Have to thought of cutting your hair? I replied her in a big No, mom, why? Do you want me to cut it?
Mom said ,absolutely no. I really like your hair and I don't want you to cut it.
Few days over, but my dad did not ask me about my hair. May be my mom would have told him. Just as always, one day after I got dressed, I took a comb and started to brush my hair. I went to Hall to watch TV while brushing my hair. I sat beside my mom and sister.
Sister - mom, look at my pimples. I don't know what to do?
Mom - you know what to do. Do bathe with turmeric paste.
Sister - OK. By the way, anush, you don't have any facial hair, why is that?
Me - I took a laser treatment
Mom and sister - what? But why?
Me - I have to go to office with clean shave. My friends took the laser treatment, so I did too. Its not a big deal
Mom - then why don't you use turmeric paste too?
Me - why? I don't need it. And men don't use it.
Mom - men don't use it because they are afraid it will stop their growth of facial hair but you don't have to worry. More over it clears your pimple and you will get clear skin.
Me - but mom....
Mom - no more buts, you will use turmeric paste whenever I will use.
Me - OK mom, as your wish.
It didn't take long. The next day early in the morning, my mom came to my room
Mom - anush, use this turmeric paste.
Me - mom....
Mom - you don't have to use it daily. Every Friday
Me - I don't know how to use it
Mom - OK, today I will apply it to you
Saying it, my mom took me bathroom and applied to my body. When I am finished bathing, I was glowing yellow
Nice story sister
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