I am an independent person living in a society where most of them are families except me and one thing you need to know about the society is there was a vacant space on the road in our colony which was taken by a cheap looser guy and he built small a temple for his own survival and he wasn’t even a priest but once temple was constructed earlier no one used to go but as days passes by few people started attending. You must be wondering how is that related to this story there is a connection as that temple changed my life I never went or even looked at the temple even though It was right in beside my room and visible to me once I open my window. The priests wife though was really pretty she use to sit near the temple when priest wasn’t available (which happens most of the time).
One day when I was passing by the temple the priests wife Monica said “you will not get a job until next 2-3 years, you feel you are incapable and you are right you can’t get a job any sooner, anyway for your interview day after tomorrow”. I was in shock and surprise at the same time, I just left the place as I was scared about how she knew about my interview and job trials and I couldn’t sleep for two days. I did prepare well for interview and finally on interview day, I wasn’t even called for interview as the posts got filled.
I couldn’t believe my fate and while I was going to my house, I saw her sitting at the temple and she looked at me and gave a wicked smile. I couldn’t stop myself, I ran to her and asked how did she knew about me and why she said I will not get a job for 2-3 years. I almost cried, she said my situation is not good and if I listen to her, she can help me. I said I will do anything then she gave me instructions saying except on my head I should not have any hair on my body and I should never cut my hair at this very first step. I was in shock and she gave me some weird tonic made from ayurveda and said I need to drink it every day before bed and then I need to get up early in the morning at 5 am get fresh and do 108 pradakshans (rounds) around the temple all these should be done for one year with full faith in God and no doubt should arise in my mind against the process and if I did question I will surely face more difficulties and no matter what I should finish the ritual or else things will get worse. I was asked to spend 1-2 hours in the temple in the afternoon also, hearing all this I didn’t even bother to respond and started leaving.
That’s when she said the job you applied for a month ago will be declined. I ran away and after hours of head banging I decided to go for a walk that’s when I found a letter in my mail box saying my job got declined, I was on my knees. I had no other option left but to do what she said I faced enough troubles and it was worth giving it a try. I shaved my face and body and went to Monica, she laughed at me, I lowered my head and said I will do anything for the job, then she gave the instructions once again and said she will add more when the right time comes. I took the tonic and took it for a month, I lost 3 kg weight, I guess it’s due to the 108 rounds. I’ve been shaving my face and body, I feel the hair is growing back very slow on my body and face. I felt strange but the fear of questioning made me vulnerable and I was blindly following the ritual it has become a daily routine for me my already collar length hair is now reaching my shoulder and I got to know the women in our society very well as I had to spend my afternoon in the temple, all the women use to gather in the temple and chit chat. Slowly they introduced me into the group we got to know each other.
After 6 months hair reaching my upper back, lost almost 10 kg body and facial hair drastically slow growth, my nipples got very sensitive and there was slight bulge at the bottom of my chest. It feels good when I slide my hands on them I always wanted to build chest I was happy but I never thought what they really were and I was now one of the women in the society men never spoke to me as I spent most of my time in chit-chats and kitty parties. I even helped Monica in her household chores and then came the next instruction, I had to cover my chest with a traditional cloth wrapped around my chest and along with that a Dhoti both made of Satin and I should not keep my hair open while attending the temple wearing a chest wrap and traditional Dhoti with my hair tied in a ponytail. Ponytails turned into braids as days passed. I used to get different hair styles like french braids, fish tails, buns, etc. and Monica made me wear flower once saying it fell from the Idol and it was a blessing. It was embarrassing though without facial or body hair, a natural bulge on my chest and the bad news my private parts got shrinked which I never noticed as I was mostly in the temple or with women busy doing something or the other. I was looking just like a women.
I even stopped trials for interviews as my hair was long and I can’t attend interviews. The traditional wrap around my chest started feeling comfortable but one of the women suggested instead of a cloth I should wear a bra as that would support my chest. I was shocked as I didn’t notice my chest was getting big and everyone was noticing and they thought I had nipples. I ignored as the women use to treat me like a girl so I was used to getting teased and treated like a girl but the idea of wearing a bra was not going out of my mind so I went looking online for bra and on a site I found a combo offer of few pairs of bras and panties made of satin I ordered and they arrived soon. I couldn’t wait and wore them immediately it was an amazing feeling I wore them under the wrap and Dhoti.
But one day my wrap came off while performing the rounds and Monica could see my bra she was not surprised or shocked. She helped me tie my wrap and told if you are wearing a bra then you can wear a blouse also instead of a wrap and asked me to to come to her house later. I went and she handed me her few old blouses and saris. I wore it according to what she said it’s okay as with dhoti and the chest wrap. I look like a girl and a girl with just a cloth wrapped around her chest will look vulgar, she said she will help me in wearing a sari and taught me how to wear a sari no one knew this as I was wearing sari and tying my hair back and performing rituals in the morning, until last dussera while I was performing rounds women of our colony walked in early and caught me. I was teased but later admired I got comfortable. I was now completely one of the women and one of them was a beauty parlor owner so she pierced my ears and did my eye brows my room was filled with woman’s clothes, accessories and cosmetics at the end of the year. I had proper breast and figure as the end of the ritual, I was made to pierce my ears and there was a ceremony where I was dressed in a sari and all married women made me wear bangles and offered me sari and salwar kameez and kept flowers in my hair. I started living like a women. One of the women who had a doubt that her husband was cheating on her with his secretary, fired her and appointed me as a secretary. Finally at the end of the year I got a job along with a new life.
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