Caption: Saree Blouse

A conversation between a husband and a wife who supports his crossdressing.


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( It’s a morning time when both the husband and the wife are getting ready to leave for their work. )

“Listen, honey. Do you remember my mother gave me this saree last year on Diwali?”

( She looks at her husband with a saree in her hand. )

“Yes. I remember.”  ( He says buttoning his shirt while not even looking at the saree. )

“At least look at it once before answering.” ( She yells a little. )

“Ok… Ok.. Let me see.” ( He looks at the saree and touches to feel the fabric ) ” Yes, I remember this saree. It is very beautiful. ”

“Would you like to wear it?”

” Yes. Of course. Why not?” ( He smiles. )

“Ok. Look this saree came with this matching blouse piece that has the same design as the saree for sleeves. You know I have one more blouse piece that would go well with this saree. I think I like this saree too. I am thinking we should get both the blouses stitched so that we both can wear it. Tell me which blouse piece would you prefer for yourself?”

“Hmmm … the one that came with the saree, that one.” ( He points to the blouse piece he likes )

“Ohh… I liked that too for myself…. Alright, you can have the better blouse this time.” ( She pauses. ) “Wait a minute. What will I tell my mom if she ever asks me why don’t I wear the blouse that came with the saree?”

“No worries, darling. You can have the original blouse. I don’t mind the other one.”

“Ok.” ( She is still thinking about something. )

“Now, what happened?”

“Nothing. I was just thinking that I should go to the tailor this afternoon during my lunch time from the office.  I will give both the blouses to stitch. Is it ok with you?”

“Yes. I am ok.” (He starts walking towards his shoes. )

“Can’t you just wait here for a minute?” ( She gets a little upset. )

“Now what?”

“Go to our room, and bring one blouse of yours that still fits you well. I will need that to give to the tailor for your measurements. Most of your blouses are getting too tight these days. You better open up inside stitches in it to loosen those. I am not going to do that for you. You always come to me in the last minute to loosen your blouses. ”

“Ok. Ok. Let me find one.”

( He brings one blouse from the closet in his room. )

“This one fits perfectly on me. Ask the tailor to stitch with these exact measurements.”

“Ok. ” (She takes his blouse from his hands, and starts to worry about something new.)

“Now, can I go and get ready Madam? I am getting late for the office.”

“Don’t leave just yet. Why are you in such a hurry? At least tell me what kind of design you would like on the blouse? How do you want your neck and back to be styled? How deep the back should be? I don’t want you to complain later that you didn’t like the blouse design.”

“Hmm… I think a simple regular blouse would look good on this saree. Just keep the sleeves a little short, but don’t get the back too deep.” (He looks at the saree and the blouse piece once again. )

“Come near for a minute.” (She picks up the saree and places it over his shoulder and the back. ) “I feel the deeper back would look better on you.”

“As you wish, darling.”

“Of course. For a change, you should listen to your wife’s advice at least once in the life!”

“I always do, dear.”

“Is that so, dear? In that case, answer this for me. Do you remember I purchased a dress for you last month? Tell me, why don’t you wear it?”

“Darling. That dress is a little too sexy and open. ” ( He says hesitantly ) “… And I feel that between you and me, you should be the one who should always look sexier.”

( She starts to blush, and he comes up to her from the back and hugs her )

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( सुबह का समय है और पति-पत्नी दोनों ही ऑफिस जाने के लिए तैयार हो रहे है )

“सुनो. माँ ने ये साड़ी दी थी पिछली दिवाली पे…”  ( वो हाथ में साड़ी पकडे अपने पति की ओर देखती है)

“अच्छा.” (वो शर्ट की बटन लगाते हुए बिना साड़ी को देखे ही कहता है)

“एक बार इधर देखो तो सही.”

“हाँ बाबा. देखता हूँ. दिखाओ?” (वो साड़ी को देखने लगता है) “हाँ याद है ये साड़ी मुझे. बहुत सुन्दर है.”

“तुम पहनोगे इसे?”

(वो मुस्कुराता है) “हाँ, क्यों नहीं?”

“अच्छा. इसके साथ ये ब्लाउज पीस भी है. वैसे मेरे पास एक और मैचिंग ब्लाउज पीस है. पता है मुझे भी ये साड़ी पसंद है. तो सोच रही हूँ कि हम दोनों के लिए ब्लाउज सिलवा लेती हूँ. बताओ तुमको कौनसा पीस पसंद आ रहा है?”

“हम्म… जो साड़ी के साथ आया है, वो वाला.”

“मुझे भी वही ज्यादा पसंद आया था. चलो इस बार तुमको तुम्हारी पसंद का ब्लाउज लेने देती हूँ.” (वो फिर कुछ सोचने लगती है) “सुनो. पर यदि माँ ने मुझसे कभी पूछा कि मैंने दुसरे कपडे का ब्लाउज क्यों सिलवाया तो क्या जवाब दूँगी उनको?”

“तो ठीक है. तुम मेरे लिए दुसरे पीस से सिलवा दो.”

“ठीक है.” (वो फिर कुछ देर सोचने लगती है)

“अब क्या हुआ?”

“ऐसा करती हूँ कि आज ही ऑफिस से लंच के समय टेलर के पास दोनों ब्लाउज पीस दे आऊंगी सिलवाने को. ठीक है?”

“हाँ. ठीक है.” (वो फिर अपने जुते पहनने के लिए जाने लगता है)

“रुको तो सही.”

“अब क्या हुआ?”

“जाओ तुम अलमारी से अपना कोई ब्लाउज लेकर आओ जो तुमको अच्छा फिट आता है. टेलर को दूँगी नाप के लिए. वैसे तुम्हारे बहुत से ब्लाउज अब टाइट होने लगे है. उनकी सिलाई भी खोलनी है. इस बार तुम खुद खोल लेना सिलाई याद से. नहीं तो आखिरी मौके पर मेरे पास आ जाते हो कि ब्लाउज टाइट हो रहे है.”

“ठीक है डार्लिंग. सिलाई भी खोल लूँगा मैं. अभी तो नाप का ब्लाउज लाता हूँ.”

(वो अलमारी से एक ब्लाउज लेकर आता है)

“इसकी फिटिंग मुझे अभी भी अच्छी आती है. इसके नाप से सिलवा देना तुम.”

“ठीक है.” (वो फिर कुछ सोचने लगती है)

“अच्छा अब मैं जाकर तैयार हो जाऊं? ऑफिस के लिए देर हो रही है”

“अब थोडा रुको भी इतनी जल्दी करते रहते हो. कम से कम ये तो बता दो कैसा डिजाईन चाहिए तुम्हे? ब्लाउज का गला और पीठ कैसी चाहिए तुमको? पीठ की गहराई कितनी करनी है? फिर तुम्ही मुझे कहोगे कि तुम्हे डिजाईन पसंद नहीं आया.”

“हम्म… मेरे विचार में इस साड़ी में कोई सिंपल डिजाईन ही सही रहेगी. आस्तीन को थोड़ी छोटी रखना और पीठ ज्यादा गहरी मत करना.” (वो साड़ी और ब्लाउज पीस को एक बार फिर देखने लगता है.)

“एक मिनट पास आओ” (वो साड़ी को उठाकर उसके कंधे और पीठ पर लगाकर देखती है) “मेरे ख्याल से तुम पर पीठ में डीप ज्यादा अच्छा लगेगा.”

“ठीक है डार्लिंग. जैसा तुम कहो.”

“हाँ. पत्नी की बात कभी कभी मान लेनी चाहिए तुम्हे!”

“अरे हमेशा ही मानता हूँ!”

“अच्छा तो पिछले महीने मैंने जो तुम्हारे लिए ड्रेस ली थी, तुम उसे क्यों नहीं पहनते हो?”

“डार्लिंग. वो ड्रेस न … कुछ ज्यादा ही सेक्सी और खुली है.” (वो थोडा संकोच करते हुए कहता है) “… और मुझे लगता है कि हम दोनों में हमेशा तुम्हे ही ज्यादा सेक्सी दिखना चाहिए”

( उसकी बात सुनकर वो शर्मा जाती है और वो अपनी पत्नी को पीछे से आकर गले लगा लेता है.)

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Caption: Mother’s Saree

When a crossdresser wore his mother’s bridal saree.


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English हिंदी

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“Oh dear Mom! Why are you getting so angry? Anyway there was no one who would wear your old bridal saree from the time of your wedding. You should be happy that your only son respects and loves your culture so much that he is ready to wear your sarees happily.”

“But son …”

“No but … no if Mom! You better be ready to get me blouses stitched matching your other sarees too. Your daughter has now reached an age when she should wear sarees.”

“Oh God! What should I do about this boy?”

“Mom. I am saying this for the last time. Stop your drama! Now tell me how do I look in your bridal saree?”

“One in a million.”, mom said with a sigh.

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“ओफ्फो माँ! क्यों इतना गुस्सा करती हो? तुम्हारे शादी का जोड़ा वैसे भी कोई पहनने नहीं वाला था. तुम्हे तो खुश होना चाहिए कि तुम्हारा एकलौता बेटा अब भी तुम्हारी संस्कृति और तुम्हारी पसंद से इतना प्यार करता है कि वो ख़ुशी ख़ुशी तुम्हारी साड़ियाँ पहनता है.”

“मगर बेटा…”

“अगर मगर कुछ नहीं माँ. अब तो तुम मेरे लिए अपनी दूसरी साड़ियों से मैच करते हुए मेरे नाप के ब्लाउज सिलवाने को तैयार रहो. अब तुम्हारी बेटी जवान हो चुकी है और साड़ी पहनने की उम्र हो गई है उसकी”

“हाय राम! क्या करू मैं अब तेरा?”

“माँ. अब ड्रामा बंद भी करो. सच बताओ तुम्हारी बेटी कैसी लग रही है सुहागन के जोड़े में?”

“लाखो में एक लग रही है.”

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Suhasini: The Dawn – Finale

The finale of the story after Suhasini fell unconscious on the ground. Will she survive?


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“HEY!!”, a beam of light blinded my eye as I was able to see a silhouette of a woman running towards me and shouting at someone behind me. “He…Help”, my bangles rustled as I slowly raised my blood-splattered hands for help. Soon the footsteps behind me began to recede and I could hear them talking towards each other and throwing their rods on to the floor. “Wake up… wake up”, she placed my head on her lap and rubbed my chin with her palm. “Don’t die”, her voice choked as she controlled her tears. She quickly picked me up and rushed towards my car. As the parking lights shed on her face, I could see it was Aarthi who placed me in the backseat and rushed back to driver seat. “Take care of Deepa, will you”, I muttered my last words and drifted towards my final sleep.

“Beep… Beep”, I could see nothing in the blackness but hear a mild sound coming nearby. Soon the blackness was filled with water and I felt like sinking and desperately fluttered my hands and legs to stay afloat. My efforts proved futile as I was sucked into its deep unending bottom. As I gave up hope and let myself sink, I saw a beam of light shining at the top, coming closer towards my eyes and filling the room with light. Suddenly conscious struck me and got up from my bed, breathing heavily. I looked around like a lost child and saw a doctor holding a flash light. I saw Aarthi, standing next to the doctor with a huge smile and stepped in forward to soothe me. “Where am I?”, I asked her still breathing heavily. She wrapped her hand around my shoulder and lowered my bed towards the pillow. “Just sleep”, she hummed her words as I drifted back to sleep again.

After few hours, I woke up in slow pace and looked around to see Aarthi seated next to me in chair looking at the doctor’s reports. As soon as she saw me, she quickly stood up and helped me to sit. “Praise the lord”, she smiled wiping her tears.

“Where am I?”, I asked her as I saw my right hand and head wrapped in bandages. “Aah ha…I told you”, I turned around only to see Rubini, in her male avatar walking towards me laughing.

“You lost”, he pestered Aarthi. “What… lost?”, I looked at him puzzled. “Yeah, she lost her bet”, Rubini began to laugh hysterically. “Bet?”, I questioned him again. “I made a bet that the moment you wake up, you would ask where were you?”, he looked at Aarthi as she placed some pillows behind me to make me comfortable.

“Where is Deepa?” I asked both of them, as the dreadful images flashed in my mind. “School”, Aarthi answered and handed me my medication pills.

“The boys?”, I wanted to know what happened to them. “Expelled”, she began to explain that they were expelled from the flat by the association members.

“Do they know…” I enquired whether they know anything about my dressing. “NO”, Aarthi said firmly and explained that she had fabricated a false story around my attack and reported it to them. “Oh, Okay…thanks”, I thanked for her help in concealing the truth.

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When Aarthi took me to the hospital after I fell unconscious, I was still dressed in a saree. I was worried that the doctors must have learnt the truth about me.

“Doctors ?” I began to question her again as I was dressed in saree when she must have taken me to the hospital. Doctors might have wondered too why I was dressed as a woman. “Drama”, Ruben aka Rubini took the stage now and began to explain that he had told them that I was attacked after returning from a stage drama. “Thanks”, I was relived hearing their words and laid back again.

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Ruben came upto me and explained everything about how they managed the situation at the hospital.

“When will Deepa come here?” I asked Ruben who was busy reading newspaper. “Not now”, he replied still reading the news.

“Why?”, I became restless and looked at him anxiously. “Not the right time”, he
shrugged me off again.

“WHY?” I raised my voice. Ruben placed the paper on the table and took a deep
breath. “Look at yourself”, he pointed his fingers towards my bandages. “What do you think will happen when she sees you like this?”, his words threw me off balance.

“You are right”, I leaned back thinking about my daughter. “Let her stay in Aarthi’s apartment for a while. Once you get back to shape, she is all yours”, Ruben knocked some sense in me. “I guess you are right again”, I agreed with him and grabbed my phone and call my manager to inform him about my leave.

“Thank you Arun. I shall work from home in the mean time”, Aarthi arrived as I hung my call. She quickly scanned me in her eyes and handed my pills. “Feeling better?” she asked as she sat beside me. “Somewhat”, I answered and gulped my medication.

“How is Deepa?”, I wanted to know how is she doing. “Good… she is strong… you know”, Aarthi explained about my daughter in detail that she is coping well after the incident.

“Does she miss her mother?” I wanted to check if Deepa said anything about her
mother. “Sometimes”, Aarthi replied in a calm manner. “But, not that much”, as Aarthi began her explanation, Doctor came along with his nurse to check my condition.

4 days later

“Does it hurt?” Doctor requested me to do some basic actions and noted my replies. “No”, the routine answer I gave him whenever he enquired about any pain.

“Well, Guhan…”, he began to talk looking at my medical reports which inadvertently made me a bit nervous. “Reports are fine. You can discharge at your convenience”, his wide smile made me happy. “Thank you doctor”, I thanked him as he left and told Aarthi that I can leave tomorrow.

“You sure?”, both Ruben and Aarthi looked at me puzzled. “Absolutely”, I jumped out of my bed and began to walk around them, making them laugh. “As you
wish”, Ruben left to pay the medical charges.

The next day, we picked up a cab and reached my apartment by 12pm. Aarthi prepared us lunch and left to attend her personal commitments. “Just relax, don’t do anything stupid. I will pick up Deepa and come here”, she ordered me to relax and left.

After an hour long chat with Ruben, he too left to care of his work. Not knowing how to spend my time, I took a walk around my home and saw my wife smiling in our family photo hanging in the hall. Her contagious smile mesmerized me for a moment and suddenly planted an idea in my heart. The clock showed the time as 3:30, as I quickly ran towards the bedroom and opened my wife’s wardrobe.

I shaved off my beard and rushed back to bedroom and roped in a green saree and placed makeup items in front of my dressing table. I quickly wrapped a towel around my neck and sat on the dressing table in front of mirror. I began with foundation but with caution to conceal my bruises. Then, I applied concealer below my eyes and blended it to a give a smooth look. I pasted the eye lashes and curled it around to give a more feminine look. Then came the mascara and finally for lips I used bright red lipstick for a more glossy look. “Not bad!” I patted myself on my back and moved on to wearing the saree.

I slipped into my inner wears and then the breastforms, checked in front of mirror to verify that it looked natural. With basic makeup and dressing complete, I picked the green saree and wrapped around in a jiffy. I placed the wig properly on head and began to comb again. Then I placed on the curls on my right shoulder to give a more feminine look. I took a thin gold necklace, non-piercing ear rings and half-dozen of bangles on each hand. Time was 4:45pm, when I completed my final corrections. I seated myself in front of the door and waited for Deepa.


I wore half a dozen bangles on each hand, and did a light makeup to compliment my green saree.

Soon, I heard the footsteps and Aarthi opened the door with her spare key. “I am bac… Oh my”, she froze the moment she saw me. “Hi…”, I smiled in a low feminine tone to Deepa who was peeking behind Aarthi. “MOMMY!!!”, she pushed Aarthi aside and ran towards me.

“Did you miss me?”, tears rolled down my eyes as I looked at her. She nodded back wiping her tears and hugged tight around my waist.

Aarthi slowly closed the door and sat on the sofa looking at both of us. Filled with happy tears, she sported a wide smile and looked at me. I reciprocated her smile and carried Deepa to kitchen.

“What do you want?”, I asked Deepa, who still held tight me like a fevicol bond. “Ummm…”, she placed her hand on her chin and thought for a moment. “Ummm…”, I too joined her in her thought. “YOU… ha ha ha”, her answer made me blush for a moment and kissed her on cheeks.

“Then, no food tonight”, I teased and acted like I was leaving the kitchen. “No… no”, she fell for my act and dragged me back to kitchen.

“Got you, Drama queen”, I placed Deepa on the kitchen slab. “My special”, she winked at me smiling. “Your special, it is”, I winked back and began my preparations.

As I continued my preparations for dinner, Deepa narrated her school life and her stay with Aarthi. She went on to explain about how much she missed me, turning her emotional. “I came back”, I cheered her up and continued my work. After spinning her entire tale, she went to hall to watch television with Aarthi.

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I was really thankful to Aarthi who took care of Deepa when I was in the hospital.

“Dinner is ready”, I came out shouting holding the hot menu. “Perfect as usual… Muuahh”, Deepa tasted the dish and gave me a kiss for my accomplishment. I wasted no time, as I grabbed a plate and began to feed Deepa as usual.

“Mother’s love … it never wanes”, Aarthi gave a sarcastic look at us. “Continue… continue”, she teased us and began to dig in her dinner.

After finishing our dinner, I and Aarthi sat on the sofa, while Deepa made my lap as her seat. “Did you miss your mother?” Aarthi jokingly questioned Deepa. “A LOT”, Deepa laughed looking at me. “But?”, she gave a cryptic answer.

“But what?”, Aarthi wanted to know what she meant. “But… Mom… ”, Deepa’s face turned serious as she looked at me. She took a deep breath, “MOM… I don’t need you”, and her reply crushed my heart.

“Wait… what??? …is this a joke?”, Aarthi tried to make some sense out of Deepa’s answer. “No, I don’t need her”, Deepa said pointing to me. Devastated by her answer, I remained silent and watched Deepa getting down my lap.

Deepa went to the bedroom and came back with a towel in her hand, sweeping me
off guard. Deepa stood in front of me and gestured me to bow down. I turned towards Aarthi who was in still shell shocked by what was happening around her.

Deepa once again pulled my saree and gestured me to bow, to which I obliged as usual. She placed her palms on cheek and pulled me closer to her face.

“Mom”, Deepa began her monologue with her sweet tone. “You know… I love you”, she continued as I stared at her eyes. “I am sure you are happy wherever you are now and I am happy wherever I am now”, she pulled me much closer and gave a gentle kiss on my cheek.

“I just wanted to see you one last time. So, Thanks for everything and…”, she pulled me closer to her for one last time. “Good bye”, she took her towel and wiped my makeup.

“I… I…”, I froze like a statue in front of her, lost for words. “Shhh…”, she covered my lips with her finger prompting me maintain silence. I said nothing, but tears flowed out making my eyes red. Deepa did not utter a single word, but wiped my tears with her towel and continued to remove my makeup. My heart was brimming with pride that my daughter who was just a kid a minute ago, had turned into a mature woman.

Aarthi too chose silence and kept looking at us in awe. After doing final corrections, Deepa pulled my wig and placed it on the table beside. She looked at me for a moment and smile sprouted out slowly from both of us. “Hi, Dad”, she kissed me on my forehead and began to cuddle me.

Aarthi gestured her leave to me and slowly closed the door as she left. As the door closed, Aarthi saw a new dawn in me, the dawn of a DADDY.

The End

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January – March 2018 Edition

List of all the indian crossdressing related articles and stories we published in January – March 2018.


Updates
[01/03/2018] Read Notice: Discontinuation of magazine/ मैगज़ीन बंद करने की सुचना पढ़े.
[27/02/2018] Dressed with wife: A challenge / पत्नी की सहेली: एक चैलेंज Give wings to your imagination!
[25/02/2018] Much awaited finale of our story Suhasini is now online.
[21/02/2018] Several captions published under our Shortest Story Challenge.

EDITORIAL

Dear readers,
Another year has come, and we sincerely pray that you girls really get to experience the full femininity within you at least once this year. With those wishes in heart, we are really happy to inform you all that Indian Crossdressing Novel is completing it’s one year on January 15, 2018! We really thank you from our heart for your support and love in the past year. And we sincerely hope for your continued love and support this year too!

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संपादकीय

प्रिय पाठिकाओं,

नया साल आ गया है और हमारी दिल से कामना है कि इस साल आप सभी को अपने अन्दर की स्त्री को पूरी तरह से खुली हवा में जीने का कम से कम एक मौका ज़रूर मिले. और साथ ही, हमें ख़ुशी है ये बताते हुए कि १५ जनवरी, २०१८ को इंडियन क्रॉसड्रेसिंग नावेल के १ साल पूरे हो रहे है! आशा है कि आने वाले साल में भी आपका प्यार और सहयोग हमें निरंतर रूप से मिलता रहेगा.

तो पढ़ते रहिये!

संपादिका

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Suhasini: The Venture

After attending Deepa’s school function as her mother, Suhasini and Deepa began their adventure frequently going out as a mother-daughter duo. But there was a stroke of misfortune waiting for the mother…


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As I parked my car, I saw the boys stepping forward towards my car laughing and hooting. I picked up Deepa and began to walk towards the lift without daring to look at them. “Yo… look at him”, one of the boys began to shout. “Bro…It’s not him … it’s her”, another boy sarcastically replied.

As I pressed the button and waited for the lift, I could feel them closer to me than ever. Their sarcastic tone turned into serious harassment and began to call me names followed by insults and threats. As soon as the lift arrived, I pressed my floor and quickly covered my face as one of them unlocked his mobile to take a picture of me.

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As I parked my car, I saw the boys stepping forward towards my car laughing and hooting.

While walking towards my door controlling my tears, I saw Aarthi standing in front giving me a stare. I opened the door brushing her aside and let myself in. “You have made a big mistake”, she pointed me on the fact that I should have never ventured alone outside. “If it makes my daughter happy, I am even ready to do a bigger one”, I thanked for her concern and shut the door.

After Deepa slept, I removed my polish using the remover. Lying in my bed, I recollected the events which spiked my adrenaline uncontrollably. Though the events in the car park churned my stomach a bit, I felt something different when I thought about the school function. The student’s dance,  Deepa’s smile, crowd’s cheer and funny cough syrup incident made me strangely happy.  Viewing the world from mother’s eyes felt like liberation from prison in which I confined myself by distancing myself from Deepa when I was her father. At that moment, I felt like I can never give her the happiness I saw on her face as her father.

Since it was Saturday the next morning, I woke up late and it was surprising to see Deepa preparing coffee for me. “Ta da”, she gave me a cup and sat near me for my comments. “Hmm…”, she raised her eyebrows and bit her lips as I took a sip. “Perfect!”, she jumped in joy as I kissed on her forehead. “Go watch TV. Mommy will come”, I spontaneously said even though she never asked.

I quickly refreshed and took one old saree from my wife’s wardrobe. The next 30 minutes was spent in makeup and draping. “What shall we do today?”, I stepped into kitchen asking for her opinion. “We shall go by rest”, just as she was about to complete.

“What?”, I gave a smirk. “I said gobi recipe”, she fine tuned herself into Einstein and changed her answer. “Seriously?”, I gave another smirk leaning on the kitchen wall. “Yeah…yeah”, she replied without looking at me.

“Are you sure? I think I heard GO BY RESTAURANT”, I latched on to her answer. “No…no”, she now turned from Einstein to innocent baby.

“Okay. Gobi it is”, I laughed silently and began to prepare lunch. “Why don’t we go by restau…”, I rekindled our conversation while eating lunch. “Yes … yes … Gobi recipe for night”, she tried her level best to steer clear while gulping her food.

“No dummy, I said we shall go by restaurant”, she looked stunned with her mouth full of rice. “Seriously?”, she quickly gulped her food and looked at me in shock. “Yup … I am serio …”, she quickly jumped out and hugged me tight.

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I fed Deepa her lunch while we discussed our plans for the rest of the day. It was such a cute moment in my life as a mother.

“So where shall we go?” I asked for opinion while hugging her. Thus I began my (ad)venture with daughter into outside world.

“How about this place? … no … How about this one?… no”, after a few minutes of critical discussion we decided to go for a movie and dine in food court of that mall. The reason behind such selection was that “more the crowd, less the attention I get”. Soon I booked two corner tickets for evening show and prepared myself for the rollercoaster ride. For a change, I opted for modern black top and blue jeans to blend in mall freely. Deepa as usual got ready early and waited for me to complete my makeup and hair.

“How do I look?” I hesitantly came out asking as I was not convinced 100 percent about my looks. Deepa glanced from top to bottom and went inside bedroom which made me scratch my head. After pondering around, she came out with my wife’s purse and a black cooling glass. She fitted the glass and handed the purse over to me.

“Perfect!”, she gave her approval and lead me to the door. Once again as precaution, I covered my head with a scarf and reached out for the lift. “Shh…”, I requested to remain silent as I quickly glanced around to see if anyone was present nearby. “Area clear”, we both rushed towards our car and left to the mall.

“Welcome to Moviezone madam”, I gave a quick smile as the authority checked my ticket. We thoroughly enjoyed the movie without any second thoughts.

“Two popcorn and coke, please”, the person at counter gave a puzzled look as I ordered. “Mmm… Throat infection…”, I pretended to clear my throat and gave a wry smile. “Oh…”, his expression changed back to normal and came back with my
order. This entire episode repeated itself when I ordered my menu at food court.

We roamed around the mall and even gathered courage to step into shopping center to look for new dress. I never looked out of place as we enjoying to the core till 10pm.

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I went out as a mother to watch a movie with Deepa in a mall. I decided to wear a black top and jeans to blend easily with the mall crowd. Going out with Deepa had opened up a new world for me.

During our return, I decided to tread carefully and looked around the basement for those boys. “Phew…”, I was relieved to see basement empty. We reached our
apartment and changed back to normal dress.

“Deepa”, I picked up a conversation while putting my daughter to sleep. “Yeah”, she looked at me hugging her teddy. “Tomorrow… Hmmm … Do you want to Gobi (or) Go by”, I teased her with my sentence. “Definitely GO BY”, we both laughed hysterically looking at each other and began our critical discussion on where to dine tomorrow.

The next day, we decided to level up our game and went to a five star hotel. As usual I played my cough syrup game and generously tipped the waiter while leaving. With three trails proving success, we decided to up the ante in coming weeks.

Soon the boring weekends turned into thrillers as we partied in several social places. My fear turned into excitement, normal dresses to stellar sarees, and rugged beards to soft clean shaves and so on. To my annoyance, the insults from those boys continued as well.

Being her mother in public uplifted my mood during the weekdays. My feminine energy totally complimented my work and everyone in my workplace was surprised to see me happy like never before.

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Over the weekends, I would transform into a diva and a mother who would do everything to take care of her daughter.

Over the weekends, me a day job employee transformed into a diva and electrified the entire world. As the days turned into months, my persona as her mother took over our life and I prayed every day that it stayed that way.

On such weekend, “How do I look?” I stood in front as usual for her approval. “Huh, deep cut blouse …”, she opened her mouth in awe as she saw me wearing a deep back blouse for the first time. “Surprise!” I turned around making my free flowing pallu dance in the air. “Just Wow”, she approved me of my new try.

As usual, we went for a movie and dined in a five star restaurant. This time I needed no cough syrup as I had total grip on my feminine tone. It was 10pm when we reached the basement and Deepa had already begun to chat about tomorrow’s plan.

“Sanctuary?… Theme park? … How about Aquarium?”, she stacked her opinion as I stood carrying her waiting in front of lift.

“Anything you … ”, before I could complete my sentence. “MOMMY!”, Deepa screamed at the top of her lungs. “THUD” Someone struck me with an object from behind, as I slowly fell to the floor. I groaned in pain only to realize it was those boys who hit me. With bare conscious I saw lift door opening, “Run”, I pointed Deepa to get onto the lift.

As the lift door closed, one of the boys stood in front of me pointing his baseball bat near my head and began to throw insults. Tear began to flow and I begged him to stop.

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“Just DIE……THUD”, the last sound I heard was his bat striking my head as I was knocked unconscious.

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Suhasini: The School

Deepa forces her “mother” Suhasini to come to her school function. How will Suhasini manage this? What if she gets caught?


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“Mommy, it’s late”, I could hear Deepa’s mumbles behind the shut door. “Coming…”, I replied in low voice as I was adjusting my pleats. Since this was special occasion, I opted for a green saree from my wife’s wardrobe. “Dress… check… Jewels… check… Wig… check”, I mumbled to myself as I checked for any corrections. Since this was first time venturing outside, I opted for minimal makeup comprised of maroon lipstick, mascara and a small red bindi. For jewels, I opted for few bangles and small pendant. I opted to keep my hair loose, since I my attempt to braid my hair turned into a colossal failure.

Satisfied with my makeup and dress and I opened the door and saw Deepa watching TV. Dressed in matching green floral dress, she looked at me and gave an innocent smile. “Let’s go”, I grabbed the car keys and switched off the TV. Deepa quickly ran to bedroom and checked herself in mirror for final makeup corrections, making me chuckle a bit. “I am done”, she locked the room and grabbed my hand as we reached for the main door.

As soon as I unlocked the door, my hands began to shiver and my palms began to sweat. I froze like a statue as my mind began to imagine worse things. I glanced at Deepa to check her expressions. To my surprise, Deepa was in a completely different world, she brimmed with pride as she held my hand. In her eyes, I am her mother and she was happy that me as her mother is taking her to school function. Taking confidence from her, “Winners don’t quit”, I took a big breath and opened my door to the world. Since the time was 6pm, the clouds were setting in and it was pretty much dark acting as an advantage. I quickly locked the door and reached for the elevator. Fortunately, the lift was free and I quickly pressed the basement button followed by lift close option to prevent anyone from entering the lift.

As the lift closed, I prayed to god that it must not stop anywhere till it reaches the basement. Seeing me praying like a child, Deepa began to laugh hysterically. “Wh… what?”, I gave a confused look still praying to god. She somehow controlled her laughter and pointed her finger to my hands. “Huh… so you notice at last”, I showed her my nails which I painted with green nail polish as icing on cake. “Cool!”, she grabbed my hand and inspected my nails with awe.

As lift reached the basement, I grew in confidence. “Shall we?” I gave a wink as she held my hand. “I am her mother and No one can stop can me from being her mother”, I repeated to myself as we began to walk towards our car. “I am her mother and No one can stop me … I am her mother and No one … Oh shit”, my jaws dropped to the floor as I saw our flat watchmen standing near my car and arguing with those rich boys.

“Shhh …”, I ordered Deepa to keep quiet as I took her and hid behind another car. In those few minutes of their argument, my worst fears played before my eyes as I held Deepa close to my heart than ever. After 10 minutes, both boys and watchman left the place cursing at each other. After ensuring that they were gone, I slowly took baby steps carefully and reached my car.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me and I quickly pulled the saree over my head like a veil. “Sorry, my bike keys fell somewhere here”, one of the boys began to search for his keys. As he was in a hurry, he did not bother to look at me properly. “Ahh… here it is”, he grabbed the keys and retreated his steps. I unlocked the car door and saw Deepa seating herself comfortably.

Just as I was to about to start, “Isn’t this Mr.Guhan’s car?”, he returned back giving me a confused look. He slowly stepped aside solving the puzzle in his head. As I started my car, his look changed from confusion to shock indicating that he has indeed solved it.

On the way to the school, his expressions flashed my mind over and over again. After reaching near school, I choose an empty lot near the school back gate and parked the car. “School, Yay!!”, Deepa screamed as she heard the songs that were playing in the auditorium. Still haunted by his looks, I decided to tread carefully and pulled the saree over my head. The back gate was completely empty with just one guard standing post. As soon as he saw me, “Good evening madam”, he jumped from his post and sported a big smile. I gave a smile and shied away towards the school auditorium.

The auditorium was completely dark except the bright centre stage where students of different standards were dancing for a movie song. Everyone was so busy enjoying the performance, none of them bothered to notice me entering the auditorium. I found an empty seat near the corner and seated myself in a feminine way possible.

“It’s okay … No need to panic”, I calmed myself looking at Deepa who was totally immersed in watching the dance. After minutes passed my confidence grew and slowly I joined Deepa in her celebrations. With continuous claps and occasional shouts, I thoroughly enjoyed the show that students put up.

Suddenly, I felt someone pulling my saree and turned around to check who it was. Deepa was looking at me with weird expression. “What?”, I whispered in her ears amidst the loud crowd. She slowly lifted her pinky finger while giving more bizarre expressions. I understood what she meant and took to the restroom and waited outside.

“Hi”, a mother who was waiting outside started a conversation. “Mmmm…”, I sported a shy smile, but refrained myself from speaking. “You saree looks great”, she started to compliment my dress. I still stood like a statue with just a smile without uttering any words. “Nice matching dress”, her compliments made me shy but still kept my mouth shut. Before her face expressions turned into something else, I gathered courage and uttered “Thank you” in a low feminine tone.

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Another mother complimented me on my choice of my saree matching with my daughter’s dress. But when I said thank you to her on her compliments, she got a little confused with my voice.

“Do you have throat infection?” she questioned me with confused look. “Hmm…why?”, I replied still maintaining my feminine tone. “Nothing, your voice kind of sounds like male voice.”, she began to laugh.

“Ohh…”, I blushed a bit still smiling. Deepa came out after sometime and held my hand.

“Cute daughter”, she waved at Deepa who quickly hid behind me holding my saree. “Thanks”, I smiled and signaled Deepa to wave back. “Use some cough syrup”, she gave a doctor’s advice. “Sure…”, I blushed and left with Deepa for the show.

After the show got completed, I quickly rushed back to the car carrying Deepa as I did not want to meet any of Deepa’s teachers. “Mmm… not a bad one”, I reminisced the exhilarating experience while travelling back to my apartment.

I saw Deepa fast asleep and soothed her by brushing her hair. But the excitement turned into dread as I saw the rich boys standing near the basement staring at my car.

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इंडियन लेडीज़ क्लब: अंतिम भाग

आखिर वो रात आ ही गयी थी जब इंडियन लेडीज़ क्लब की औरतों का जीवन एक बार फिर बदलने वाला था. क्या वो आगे भी औरत बनी रहेंगी?


यदि आपको कहानी पसंद आये, तो ऊपर दी हुई स्टार रेटिंग का उपयोग कर रेटिंग ज़रूर दे!

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आखिर वो घडी आ ही गयी थी जब उस मेसेज के अनुसार सुमति और इंडियन लेडीज़ क्लब की सहेलियों के साथ कुछ ख़ास होने वाला था. क्या होने वाला था उस रात? सुमति तो अब भी एक खुबसूरत दुल्हन के लिबास में मुस्कुरा रही थी. उसके हाथों और पैरो पर बेहद सुन्दर डिजाईन वाली मेहंदी रचाई गयी थी. उसके आसपास उसकी बहाने, भाभियाँ और बहुत सी औरतों ने उसे घेर रखा था. हर जगह ख़ुशी और औरतों की हँसी की गूंज थी. हर कोई तो खुश था, फिर भी उस ख़ुशी के पीछे सुमति, अंजलि और मधुरिम चिंतित भी थी कि आज रात उनके साथ कौनसी नयी मुसीबत आने वाली है. इस वक़्त सभी औरतें सुमति की मेहंदी और उसकी खूबसूरती की तारीफ़ करने में लगी हुई थी. पर उसके बाद क्या हुआ वो किसी को अच्छी तरह से ध्यान नहीं आ रहा था. जैसे सभी शायद किसी नशीली नींद में चले गए थे. और सुमति को भी याद न रहा कि उसके बाद क्या हुआ था.

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सुमति को पिछली रात इतना ही याद रहा कि वो औरतों से घिरी हुई थी. पर उसके बाद क्या हुआ था?

अगली सुबह

सुमति अपने बिस्तर से सोकर उठी पर उसने अब तक अपनी आँखें नहीं खोली थी. वो बाहर से कुछ औरतों की आपस में बातें करने की आवाजें सुन सकती थी.

“क्या दूल्हा अब भी सो रहा है?” किसी ने पूछा. “हाँ, कल इतनी रात तक जगा हुआ जो था. पर आज तो उसकी शादी है. कोई जाकर जगाओ उसे”, दूसरी औरत ने कहा.

तभी सुमति को अपने सर पर के प्यार भरा स्पर्श महसूस हुआ. “बेटा सुमित, अब उठ भी जाओ. आज शादी है तुम्हारी!”, सुमति ने अपनी माँ की आवाज़ सुनी और अपनी आँखें धीरे से खोली. उसकी माँ उसके सामने मुस्कुराती हुई खड़ी थी.

सुमति को मुश्किल से बस एक सेकंड लगा होगा समझने के लिए कि वो एक बार फिर से आदमी बन चुकी थी. वो एक बार फिर से सुमित थी. वो अपनी माँ के चेहरे को देख मुस्कुराया. एक बार फिर से माँ का बेटा बनकर सुमित खुश था.

उसने उठकर अपना फ़ोन देखा. उसमे एक मेसेज उसका इंतज़ार कर रहा था. +GOD नंबर से आया मेसेज. “सुमति तुमने बिलकुल सही निर्णय लिया. तुमने पिछले कुछ दिनों एक औरत के कर्त्तव्य का बखूबी निर्वाह किया. इसलिए मेरा आशीर्वाद तुम्हारे साथ है कि तुम्हारी हर इच्छा पूरी हो. इसलिए मैं तुम्हे तुम्हारा पुराना शरीर लौटा रहा हूँ. तुम्हारी दुनिया अब फिर से वैसी ही होगी जैसे १४ दिन पहले थी. तुम्हारा दाम्पत्य जीवन सुखी हो. अपनी पत्नी चैताली को हमेशा खुश रखना.”

सुमित उस मेसेज को पढ़कर तुरंत उठ खड़ा हुआ. और जल्दी ही नहाकर उसने चैताली से मिलने की सोची. उसकी माँ ने उससे कहा, “बेटा शादी के दिन शादी से पहले दुल्हन से मिलना ठीक नहीं होता है.” तो सुमित ने जवाब दिया, “यकीन मानो माँ. आज अब कुछ बुरा नहीं हो सकता. मुझे चैताली से बहुत ज़रूरी बात करनी है”

चैताली का घर बस कुछ १०० मीटर की दूरी पर ही था और सुमित दौड़ा दौड़ा चैताली से मिलने गया जो वहां अपने घर के मेहमानों के साथ व्यस्त थी. उसे दरवाज़े से देखते हुए चैताली खुश हो गयी. चैताली की माँ ने सुमित का स्वागत किया और उसकी इच्छा अनुसार, सुमित और चैताली को मिलने के लिए एकांत में एक कमरा दिलाया जहाँ सुमित चैताली से बात करने के लिए बेचैन था..

चैताली भी जल्दी ही वहां आ गयी. अपनी सिल्क साड़ी में वो परी लग रही थी. “क्या बात है सुमित? सब ठीक है न?”, उसने पूछा.

“चैताली. मैं तो सिर्फ ये कहने आया था कि आज मैं अपने आप को दुनिया का सबसे किस्मत वाला आदमी मानता हूँ जो मुझे तुम्हारी जैसी पत्नी मिल रही है. तुम हमेशा से मेरी अच्छी दोस्त रही हो. और मैं भी कहना चाहता हूँ कि मैं हमेशा तुम्हे प्यार करने वाला पति बन कर दिखाऊँगा. तुम्हारी ख़ुशी के लिए मैं कुछ भी करूंगा. और तुम चाहो तो मैं क्रॉसड्रेसिंग भी छोड़ दूंगा.”

“ओहो सुमित! मैंने तुमसे कभी कहा है क्रॉसड्रेसिंग छोड़ने को? तुम्हे पता है ये राज़ सिर्फ हम दोनों के बीच है. मैंने तुम्हे हमेशा सपोर्ट किया है, और आगे भी करूंगी. वैसे भी जब तुम औरत बनते हो, तो मुझे भी तो एक अच्छी सहेली मिल जाती है बात करने के लिए! मैं हम दोनों के बीच और कुछ भी नहीं बदलना चाहती. मैं तुम्हे प्यार करती हूँ और करती रहूंगी. तुम्हे क्रॉसड्रेसिंग छोड़ने की ज़रुरत नहीं है क्योंकि उसके बगैर तुम अधूरे रहोगे. सुमति को मैं अपने जीवन का हिस्सा बनाऊँगी. ये मेरा प्रॉमिस है”, चैताली ने कहा.

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सुमित जल्दी ही चैताली से मिला. चैताली के साथ सुमति का राज़ सुरक्षित था.

चैताली की बात सुन सुमित का दिल भर आया. उसने उसे गले तो नहीं लगाया पर आँखों से उसने उसे धन्यवाद् किया. दोनों एक दुसरे की ओर देख कर मुस्कुराने लगे. उन दोनों के बीच काफी अच्छी आपसी समझ थी. उन्हें एक दुसरे से कुछ कहने के लिए शब्दों की ज़रुरत नहीं थी. वो जानते थे कि उन दोनों का जीवन बहुत खुबसूरत होगा.

जब अंजलि सुमति के घर में सोकर उठी तो उसे पता चला कि वो भी आदमी बन चुकी थी. उसने अपनी बेटी सपना और अपनी पत्नी को अपने बगल में सोता हुआ पाया. फिर उसने अपनी पत्नी को जगाकर कहा, “मेरी प्यारी धरम पत्नी. मैं तुमसे कुछ कहना चाहता हूँ. मैं जानता हूँ कि तुम सोचती हो कि तुम्हे मेरे हर निर्णय में साथ देना चाहिए. पर मैं तुम्हे बताना चाहता हूँ कि तुम मेरे बराबर हो और हर निर्णय में तुम्हारा उतना ही हक़ है जितना मेरा. तुम अपने विचार से मुझे अवगत करा सकती हो. और एक बात, मैं अपनी बेटी को बढ़ा कर एक स्वाभिमानी औरत बनाना चाहता हूँ. मेरे माता-पिता तुम्हारे साथ भले ठीक से व्यवहार न करते हो क्योंकि तुम्हे पोता नहीं मिला, पर सपना हमारे लिए किसी बेटे से कम नहीं होगी. मैं उसके हर सपने को पूरा करूंगा. और एक माँ होने के नाते तुम भी वैसा ही करना” ये शब्द सुनकर अंजलि की पत्नी दिल ही दिल में अपने पति की ओर शुक्रगुज़ार थी. उसे ख़ुशी थी कि उसकी बेटी बड़ी होकर स्वाभिमानी और इंडिपेंडेंट लड़की बनेगी.

और वहीँ जब मधुरिमा सोकर उठ, तो वो भी अब आदमी बन चुकी थी पहले की तरह. मधुरिमा के लिए तो पुरुष हो या स्त्री, उसका जीवन वैसे ही अच्छा था. उसने अपनी पत्नी अजंता को देखा और कहा, “अजंता, मैंने शायद तुमसे कई बार कहा नहीं है पर तुम्हे पत्नी पाकर मेरा जीवन सचमुच धन्य रहा है. तुम मेरा हर कदम साथ देती रही हो. पता है यदि संभव हुआ तो अगले जनम में मैं तुम्हारी पत्नी बनना चाहूँगा ताकि मैं तुम्हारी सेवा कर सकू!” अजंता के पास कुछ कहने को नहीं था… क्योंकि उसका पति तो हमेशा से ही उसे बेहद प्यार करता था. और फिर अजंता का स्वभाव भी सिर्फ देने वाला था पर उसे बदले में हमेशा बहुत सारा प्यार भी मिलता था.

इन सब से दूर शहर में जहाँ साशा रहती थी, उसकी रात भी चिंता में बीती थी. उसे याद आ रहा था कि कैसे उसने नौरीन के साथ दिल खोलकर बातें की थी. पर जब वो सोकर उठी तो वो एक बार फिर से आदमी बन चुकी थी. और जिस घर में वो थी, वो उसका पहले के घर था जहाँ उसके लड़के रूममेट थे. नौरीन आसपास कहीं भी नहीं थी. वो नौरीन को देखने को बेचैन हो उठी और जल्दी से ऑफिस जाने को तैयार हुई, अब एक आदमी के रूप में. उसे आज एक ज़रूरी काम था.

“नौरीन”, साशा अब लड़के के रुप में दौड़कर नौरीन के पास ओफ्फिए में पहुंचा. “हाँ सुशिल. तुम इतना हांफ क्यों रहे हो? दौड़ कर आये हो क्या?” नौरीन ने साशा के पुरुष रूप सुशील से कहा. नौरीन को पिछले दिनों के बारे में कुछ भी याद नहीं था जब साशा उसके साथ उसकी रूममेट बन कर रही थी.

“नौरीन मुझे तुमसे कुछ कहना है. अर्जेंट!”, साशा यानी सुशील ने कहा. और फिर दोनों एक मीटिंग रूम में चले आये जहाँ सुशील ने दोनों के बीच की चुप्पी को तोड़ते हुए कहा, “नौरीन, तुम ने दुनिया की सबसे अच्छी लड़की हो. तुम सबका सम्मान करती हो और सभी की बिना मांगे मदद भी करती हो, और बदले में किसी से कुछ भी नहीं चाहती. तुम्हे अंदाजा नहीं है कि तुमने मेरे सबसे मुश्किल समय में कैसे मदद की थी. पर मैं वो बात जानता हूँ. इसलिए मैं तुम्हे दिल से धन्यवाद देना चाहता हूँ. उस हर बात के लिए उस हर पल के लिए जिसमे तुमने मेरे साथ दिया था.”

फिर सुशील थोड़ी देर चुप रहने के बाद आगे बोला, “नौरीन, तुम मुझे बेहद पसंद हो. क्या तुम मुझसे शादी करके मेरी पत्नी बनना चाहोगी?”

नौरीन तो सुशील की बात सुनकर हैरान सी रह गयी. वो कुछ कह न सकी. “तुम मेरे सवाल का जवाब दो, उसके पहले मैं तुम्हे कुछ और बताना चाहता हूँ अपने बारे में”, सुशील ने कहा.

और फिर सुशील ने नौरीन को अपनी क्रॉसड्रेसिंग और साशा वाले रूप के बारे में बताया. वो नौरीन को बताना चाहता था पिछले दिनों के बारे में जब साशा और वो साथ रही थी, पर उसे पता था कि नौरीन उस बात का कभी यकीन नहीं करेगी. और उसके पास कोई सबूत भी तो नहीं था. यहाँ तक कि वो फ़ोन में आये sms भी अब उसके फ़ोन से गायब हो चुके थे. सुशील की बात सुनकर कुछ देर सोचने के बाद नौरीन ने सुशील की ओर देखा और बोली, “हाँ. मेरा जवाब हाँ है.” नौरीन मुस्कुरा दी. सच तो ये था कि नौरीन हमेशा से सुशील को चाहती थी और सुशील को ये पता भी नहीं था. पर पिछले कुछ दिनों में सुशील को उसका सच्चा प्यार पाने का मौका मिला था.

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नौरीन को ज़रा भी याद नहीं था कि पिछले कुछ दिन साशा उसकी रूममेट बनकर उसके साथ रही थी.

एक बार फिर इंडियन लेडीज़ क्लब की औरतों का जीवन बदल गया था पर इस बार अच्छे के लिए. सुमति यानी सुमित की शादी भी निपट गयी थी जिसमे अंजलि और मधुरिमा उसके पुरुष मित्र बन कर शामिल हुए थे. सभी का जीवन आज ख़ुशी से भरा हुआ था. अब क्रॉसड्रेसर होना किसी के लिए अभिशाप नहीं था.

कुछ दिन बाद

आज इंडियन लेडीज़ क्लब में खुशियाँ ही खुशियाँ थी. और खूब भीड़-भाड थी. न जाने कितने ही आदमी आज यहाँ इकट्ठा हुए थे और खुद को खुबसूरत साड़ियों और लहंगो में सजा रहे थे. क्योंकि आज एक ख़ास दिन था. कुछ दिनों के ब्रेक के बाद इंडियन लेडीज़ क्लब फिर से खुल रहा था. पर इस बार के बदलाव था इस क्लब में. अब ये क्लब न सिर्फ क्रॉसड्रेसर “महिलाओं” के लिए था बल्कि अब उनकी पत्नियों, गर्ल फ्रेंड के लिए भी खुल गया था. बहुत सी क्लब की औरतों की मदद आज उनकी पत्नियां या गर्ल फ्रेंड कर रही थी. उन्हें सजाते हुए वो सब भी खुश थी. और जो क्लब की सदस्य अकेली थी, उनकी मदद के लिए क्लब की सीनियर लेडीज़ तो थी ही. सबके चेहरे पर ख़ुशी थी आज.

पर एक सदस्य जो सबसे ज्यादा खुश थी, वो थी सुमति. सुमति को आज दुल्हन के रूप में सजाया जा रहा था. अंजलि, मधुरिमा और कई औरतें इस ख़ास अवसर पर सुमति को सजाने में मदद कर रही थी. अंजलि और मधुरिमा का साथ पाकर सुमति भी बहुत खुश थी. इन तीनो सहेलियों ने कठिन समय भी साथ में गुज़ारा था, और इस दौरान उनकी दोस्ती और गहरी हो गयी थी. आज इस क्लब में सुमति और चैताली की शादी हो रही थी जहाँ वो दोनों ही दुल्हनें होंगी. सभी “लेडीज़” आज इस शादी में सुमति की तरफ से सम्मिलित हो रही थी और उनकी पत्नियाँ और गर्ल फ्रेंड चैताली की ओर से. सुमति अब दुल्हन के रूप में सजकर तैयार थी. और क्लब की दूसरी औरतें भी जो रंग बिरंगे परिधानों में निखर रही थी. सुमति आज क्लब के सदस्यों के प्रति शुक्रगुज़ार थी जो इस पल को यादगार बनाने के लिए शामिल हुए थे.

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इंडियन लेडीज़ क्लब में आज खुशियाँ ही खुशियाँ थी. आज लेडीज़ सुन्दर साड़ियों और लहंगो में सजी थी, क्योंकि आज सुमति और चैताली की शादी का ख़ास अवसर था. सुमति इस वक़्त एक पारंपरिक दुल्हन बनकर अपनी सहेलियों से घिरी हुई थी. इंडियन लेडीज़ क्लब एक बार फिर जाग उठा था.

इंडियन लेडीज़ क्लब की आखिरी मीटिंग में शामिल सभी औरतें आज इस शादी में भी आई थी, बस एक औरत इस शादी में नहीं थी. वो थी अन्वेषा, जिसने पिछली बार राजकुमारी बनाया गया था. कुछ रात पहले जब सभी वापस आदमी बन गए थे, उस दिन अन्वेषा भी बदल गयी थी. पर आदमी बनने की बजाये या एक खुबसूरत औरत बनी रहने की जगह, जब वो सोकर उठी थी तो वो एक कुरूप औरत बन चुकी थी. वो एक बुरे विचारो वाली औरत थी जो अपने अलावा किसी और के बारे में नहीं सोचती थी. अपने सुन्दर औरत के रूप का उसने बहुत गलत फायदा उठाया था. और उसी कर्मो का फल था कि उसे हमेशा के लिए एक कुरूप औरत बनकर अब जीवन गुजारना था. शायद किसी दिन कोई राजकुमार आकर उसे इस श्राप से मुक्त करेगा पर तब तक उसे अकेले ही ऐसे जीवन गुजारना होगा.

पिछले कुछ हफ्ते, एक औरत के रूप में इंडियन लेडीज़ क्लब की औरतों को एक ख़ास शिक्षा दे गया था. क्रॉसड्रेसर होना श्राप नहीं है. ये हमारे ऊपर है कि हम इसे एक वरदान मान कर अपने अन्दर की स्त्री को अनुभव करे या फिर इसे श्राप मानकर अपने जीवन को दुखी करे. हम अपने अन्दर की खुबसूरत स्त्रियोचित भावनाओं और क्वालिटी का उपयोग अपनी जीवन संगिनियों को अच्छे से समझने में उपयोग कर सकती है. पर इसके लिए हमें खुद को अपने जीवन साथ के समक्ष खोलना होगा और उन्हें समझाना होगा कि हम सभी अच्छे लोग, चाहे हम जो भी कपडे पहने. और साथ ही साथ हमें उनकी ज़रूरतों को भी समझना होगा. हम हर समय औरत बनकर नहीं रह सकती उनकी इच्छाओ का सम्मान किये बगैर. किसी भी रिश्ते में एक बैलेंस ज़रूरी है और यह बात ये सभी औरतें समझ चुकी थी. इसलिए आज वो ये खुशियों भरा जीवन जी सकती थी.

लेखिका का नोट:  इस कहानी को ख़त्म करके मुझे बेहद ख़ुशी है. बहुत लम्बा था इसे लिखना और बहुत समय भी लगा. भले ये काल्पनिक कहानी थी और शायद हम सब भी चाहेंगी कि काश हमारे साथ भी ऐसा हो. पर रातोरात हम सब औरत बन जाए, ये शायद संभव नहीं है. पर यही तो इस कहानी का मुख्य सन्देश है. यह हमारे ऊपर निर्भर करता है कि हम अपने जीवन को खुशहाल बना सकते है चाहे हमारे पास सब कुछ न हो. और यदि हम ज़रा कोशिश करे, तो खुशियाँ हमसे दूर नहीं रह सकेगी. मैं प्रार्थना करती हूँ कि जितनी भी क्रॉसड्रेसर औरतें ये कहानी पढ़ रही है उन सबके सपने सच हो और उनका जीवन पुरुष और स्त्री दोनों रूप में खुशहाल रहे.
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