<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148</id><updated>2012-03-03T11:57:20.750-08:00</updated><category term='BRIDALS FOR YOU'/><title type='text'>i love sarees</title><subtitle type='html'>this is a blog for crossdressers, tranvestites, transgendered, eunuchs and their lovers</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-4286768554038290551</id><published>2012-02-23T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T04:55:59.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORLDS FIRST LESBIAN WEDDING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YwnvJoJKy4U/T0Y3Pb_O4iI/AAAAAAAABJc/VrHIUVcGGO0/s1600/lesbian_wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YwnvJoJKy4U/T0Y3Pb_O4iI/AAAAAAAABJc/VrHIUVcGGO0/s1600/lesbian_wedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORLDS FIRST LESBIAN WEDDING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lawyer and a college professor from the United States  celebrated Nepal's first public lesbian wedding ceremony Monday in the  Himalayan nation that recently began recognizing gay rights and drafting laws  to end sexual discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Courtney Mitchell, 41,  and Sarah Welton, 48, from Denver, Colorado, celebrated in a Hindu Nepalese  tradition at the Dakshinkali temple south of Katmandu, the capital of the  Himalayan nation. Local gay rights activists and supporters cheered the  ceremony attended by their close friends.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Nepal Parliament member  Sunilbabu Pant, a gay rights activist, said it was the first public wedding of  a lesbian couple in the mostly conservative nation.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Same-sex marriages are  not legal in Nepal, where gay couples hid their relationships until recently,  when the supreme court ordered the government to legally guarantee sexual  rights and end discrimination. The laws are being drafted, but broader  political differences have delayed passage.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Pant said while Monday's  wedding did not hold any legal status, "it was a huge achievement for gay  rights campaign in Nepal."&lt;br /&gt;                                  Pant and his group,  called Blue Diamond Society, have been fighting for their rights and have even  opened a travel agency hoping to bring in foreign gay couples to come to Nepal  for weddings and honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;                                  At the temple, 14 miles  (22 kilometers) south of Katmandu, Mitchell wore trousers, a hat and vest while  Welton wore a red sari and covered her head with a veil.&lt;br /&gt;                                  A Hindu priest performed  the ceremony. The couple offered flowers, fruits and money to the fire and gods  at the traditional ceremony. The couple put flower garlands on each other while  Mitchell put red vermillion powder on Welton's forehead, which is equivalent of  exchanging of rings in a Christian wedding.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The guests danced to  tunes played by a traditional band with drums and trumpets. One musician, Sitaram  Basiyar, said he has performed at hundreds of weddings in his lifetime but this  was his first lesbian wedding.&lt;br /&gt;  "I never thought I  would see such a wedding in my lifetime," he said.&lt;br /&gt;                                  The couple said they were  happy to be married in Nepal and to contribute to the campaign for gay rights  in the country.&lt;br /&gt;  "It was my dream  wedding come true. This is a fabulous ceremony," Welton said.&lt;br /&gt;                                  Mitchell worked with the  U.S. Peace Corp in Nepal between 1998 and 2003, when people did not admit  homosexuality.&lt;br /&gt;  "It is because if  everything that has been happening since 2003 with sexual minority rights we  decided to come here for the wedding," Mitchell said. "We are very  excited about all the progress Nepal has made for gay rights in Nepal and I  really wanted to show my support for Nepal."&lt;br /&gt;                                  The couple who met at a  birthday party five years ago have adopted a 9-month-old girl.&lt;br /&gt;                                  They plan to register  their wedding in the state of Iowa, where same-sex marriage is legal, while it  is not in Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;                                Blue Diamond Society  organized a ceremony last year for a Briton and Indian united in Nepal's first  wedding ceremony for a gay couple. It was a private ceremony attended by a few  guests.                                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-4286768554038290551?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/4286768554038290551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=4286768554038290551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/4286768554038290551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/4286768554038290551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2012/02/worlds-first-lesbian-wedding.html' title='WORLDS FIRST LESBIAN WEDDING'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YwnvJoJKy4U/T0Y3Pb_O4iI/AAAAAAAABJc/VrHIUVcGGO0/s72-c/lesbian_wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-2524361189539771659</id><published>2012-02-21T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T01:56:00.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meenakshi :: Crossdressing Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;Meenakshi :: Crossdressing Story&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;h3 class="smller"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;I remember, i was in 9th std when my parents decieded to send me  to a dance reality show. I was exited as i know it would make me famous. But i  cant go as i dont know classical dance. Within a week my mom arranged a  classical dance class at a nearby place. The teacher was an old friend of my  mom. The class was scheduled 3 days a weak ie. Friday Saturday and Sunday. I  knew that i hav to manage the school and dance class together. I went to the  class on the next Monday knowing nothing about the class and especting nothing.  As my mom orderd i reached there at 4 pm in my cycle. Like me there wer 5 other  beginners with a difference that they were girls! Im the only boy. The teacher  introduced herself as Ms.Rekha. My mouth opened wide wen i saw her.. she was  about 32 years of age with projecting breasts and butts.. She was wearing a  peacock green sari with golden borders and matching blouse. She had ornaments  like bangles and toerings..Her ears were adorned by 4 earrings in each and had a  well placed nosestud shining at her nose.. I tried hard and closed my mouth. She  explained that we are about to learn " mohiniyattam" ( a classical dance in  kerala) and which is performed by girls only. I felt a shame wen i heard  that.She introduced me to other students as her 1st male student. She showd some  pics of mohiniyattam dancers and showd some hand "mudras". She then dissmissd  the class and told me to come an hour early next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;The next day I left school immediately after the class.I reached  dance class by 3.15..This time there was none in the dance hall exept for  Ms.Rekha. I wished her. She asked me what made me to learn mohiniyattam.I told  that its my parents will. She said "Its good, but soon it will be your  will!".&lt;br /&gt;Next she told me "You cant practice Mohiniyattam in pants ant  shirt.&lt;br /&gt;You should wear the recommended dress for practicing  Mohiniyattam."&lt;br /&gt;Today I will give u the dress.Follow me.."&lt;br /&gt;My heart was  pounding hearing all of these..I couldnt say anything..as it was totally  unexpected..God i have to remove my clothes and wear a dance uniform.. As orderd  i followd her to a room. There she opened a cupboard and took out a set of  clothings and kept it in a bed. She told me to remove my cloths.I was so shy  that i told her "no i cant".... She told " if u want to learn dance u should" I  told her " i cant " and began untying my buttons...and finaly my pants.. "I cant  remove my underwear". I told her... " no need for it now" she replied. She gave  me the dress in bed and told me to put it on..it was a salwar kamees set. &lt;br /&gt;I  wore the bottom first and then salwar top. I felt my dick rising but controlld  keeping stil.. She took the duppatta and pinned it on my shoulders.She took me  to the mirror. I felt someone inside me showing off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;Wen i reached dance hall, the other students were there. They  giggled seeing me in such a dress. They didnt asked me about dress since the  strict teacher was with us. She started the class teaching about the imprtance  of feminine attitude in Mohiniyattam. She taught a step in which the right hand  is to be placed in hips and the left hand to be waved in a particular girlish  manner while walking with swaying hips in each direction...She told us to  practice it daily which could also devolop a good hip shape in future.The class  was over by 6pm..and this time also Rekha Madam called me personally and told  "bring your own salwar tomoro dear, i call ur mom and tell to get u one tonight  itself. Now u can change your dress". I wished her again and left my class.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;I was surprised to see that my mom was already dressed to go out  with me. Next moment i was in an auto rikshaw with my mom and we are going to  textiles. My mom was so exited and she told me that she sometimes wished if i  were her daughter. I smiled with a pounding heart. We reached the famous  textiles within half an hour.We went straight to the ladies section and within  no time my mother asked for salwar suits. The sales girl had guessed that the  salwar is for me by seeing my awkward expressions and she showed me the salwar  section. Within no time she throwed a dozen salwar at the table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;Mom was so happy to select the one that suits me. She placed  each one in my shoulders and made many calculations in her mind. I found all the  salwars intresting and i couldnt choose,so i simply kept quite..and my mother  made her decisions.Finally she selected a light blue salwar and matching chudi  bottom,a golden one with white bottoms and a black one with golden borders. The  sales girl suggested pattiyala bottoms for that one and my mom accepted her  suggestion.I wonderd why she is so curious in selecting the dress as im not  going to wear it outside or for any occassion. The sales girl added matcing  duppattas to the selected salwars from another rack. How am i going to wear all  these?..ho.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;I was astonished to see that my mom asked for a padded bra to  the sales girl and she Immedeately packed one with a large size.I just had a  blank look on moms eyes.We went home straight ahead and i was too exhausted due  to the busy day that i couldnt try my new dresses.I went for the next dance  class earlier than before.This time my teacher was in a yellow salwar.I wished  her and she wished me back and told me to change to the new dress that i had  bought.I went to a room in the house with my new dress to change.I removed my  uniform pants and shirt and was wearing my briefs.I took the golden salwar top  from my bag and suddenly i rememberd about the bra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;I put back the top into the bag and took the padded  bra,wondering how to &lt;a href="http://crossdresserindian.blogspot.in/2011/04/meenakshi-crossdressing-story.html" target="_blank"&gt;wear.It&lt;/a&gt; took me 10 minutes to  keep the bra in a position to &lt;a href="http://crossdresserindian.blogspot.in/2011/04/meenakshi-crossdressing-story.html" target="_blank"&gt;hook.To&lt;/a&gt; my surprise  it was hooked by rekha mam from behind.I was speechless and shy as I was in  underwear.She took white frilled salwar bottom from my bag and lowerd it to the  floor for me to step in.I slipped in both my legs inside and within no time she  tied a knot in the sides keeping it tight.This time i felt my penis hardening  and i couldnt resist the tight feel of salwar bottoms in my hips.Rekha mam  showed a skeptic look on me and i understood that she noticed the small change!  She told me to rise my hands and she slid the salwar top through my body.She  zipped the back of salwar.Now the salwar was fitting firmly to my upper body.I  could see my self with two chest bulgings in the nearby mirror.Teacher noticed  my admiration in mirror and pinned the duppattas in my shoulders in 'v' shape.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;I started to leave as soon as it was completed but Rekhaji  holded me by hand and said that im not completed.I asked her wat else are to be  done and she spoke nothing but opened a nearby box and took something. She  opened it and i realised that it was kajal. I resisted a bit but she forcefully  rimmed both my eyes with kajal using her index finger. This time my penis was  even stronger.She understood that i am helpless with projecting penis. She used  eyebrow pencils and curved my eyebrow shape like dancers.She completed with a  black bindi in the centre of my eyebrows.She opened another drawer and took a  pair of clipon jumkas.I felt my ears heavy when she clipped it to my ears.She  told me that i can go to the practicing hall then.The five girls were already &lt;a href="http://crossdresserindian.blogspot.in/2011/04/meenakshi-crossdressing-story.html" target="_blank"&gt;there.To&lt;/a&gt; my surprise Rekha mam intreoduced me to them  once again.But this time she told evryone to consider me as a girl and to call  me 'Meenakshi!' The girls just laughed seeing me and called me meenakshi as if  teasing me.I couldnt look at anyones face. Rekha mam orderd me to be in front. I  understood that it is to make sure that no other girls see my projection. That  day she taught us many beginners steps in Mohiniyattam and i felt much easier to  dance in my salwars. The class was over by 6.30pm and i went to room to change.  I removed everything in a hurry and Mam helped me to remove earrings and the  bra. I packed up everything and left.When i reached home my Mom opened the front  door and she hugged me and kissed me in the forehead.I couldnt understand the  reason for this strange behaviour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;She told me that i look beautifull,then i realised that im still  having the bindi, dark eyebrows and kajal rimmed eyes! With the thought of this  again i got aroused.I suddenly ran to my room and closed the door as i dont want  my mom to see me aroused. She made noise in the door and yelled to open.But i  couldnt control my cock. She told that she wont send me to dance class again if  i behave mad like closing door. I know that i hav started enjoying Rekhajis  classes and couldnt quit. I used my hands to push my cock down in 'hair pin'  shape and used two underwears for safety. I opened the door ready for scoldings  from mom. But instead of scoldings she just hugged me and removed my bindi and  asked me to take bath and while she prepare food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;I took a nice bath and it was really difficult to clear the  trace of kajal and eye brow pencils.When I opened my bedroom door i saw my mom  waiting in my room. Seeing this I used the cock-double underwear trick again as  a precaution and i wore a towel. When i came out of bathroom she asked me to try  her cream frilly satin nighty and i just replied 'no'.&lt;br /&gt;She took the padded  bra from my bag and started to trap me inside its feminity.I nodded and repeated  the words 'no mom' many times but couldnt move a bit as i felt my inner urge for  the protection provided by bra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;Next was the nighty which was sleeveless and silky. I obeyed  when she told me to rise my hands up and i felt heavenly when she slid it  through &lt;a href="http://crossdresserindian.blogspot.in/2011/04/meenakshi-crossdressing-story.html" target="_blank"&gt;me.It&lt;/a&gt; was heavier than i thought. My mom  showed her happiness by kissing me in cheeks. I also managed to smile which made  both of us laugh. She took me to the master bedroom and opened her drawer. She  used some lip gloss on by lips and i felt the exitement. She continued taking  kajal from the table but i told her that dad would see when he come back fronm  office. She told that he will be coming late that day and i will be asleep when  he come and i just belived my mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;She used her finger to line my lover eyes with pitch black kajal  and that too heavly.My eye brows were lined with pencils. I felt my unruly cock  shaking inside. She decorated my fore head with a long curvy designer bindi. She  tried to slide some bangles thru my wrist but it failed as my hands were  bigger.Any way she hooped in a fancy bracelet in my left hand and a fancy silver  necklace in my neck. My ears were left free as thre was no clip on earring with  her which made both of us sad. She fixed a flowery band in my head and that too  very tightly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;We started to walk when it was finished and both of us felt a  difference of sound while walking. She immeideatly opened her ornament box and  took out a pair of silver payals.Within no time my feet was restricted and  adorned in noisy payals. We both had dinner together but without a single  speech.A call from my father came mentioning that he wont be home that day.  After dinner mom asked me to sit with her watching TV serials.But that time i  felt that there is some real thing in serials like dressess makeup fashion  culture &lt;a href="http://crossdresserindian.blogspot.in/2011/04/meenakshi-crossdressing-story.html" target="_blank"&gt;etc.It&lt;/a&gt; was 11 pm when i felt too tired and  sleepy and my mom told me to sleep with her. I obeyed her and she kissed me in  forehead before sleep.The pain that tight bra and hairband gave me became a part  of me and i felt no pain again. I felt my mothers warmth when she laid near me  hugged me as a mother cares her daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;The next morning i wokeup in nighty and mom was thre with  coffee.She told me that dad is back but havnt seen me yet. Hearing this i ran to  bathroom and changed back to my dressess. I rubbed and rubbed to remove my eye  make up and succeeded in it.I got ready for the school and i was eager to put my  dressess in bag.The well awaited time came and I was in front of Rekhaji.This  time she was wearing a pink salwar. Her hair was made as a bun and jasmine  flowers were arranged around it.She wore a gold ring instead of stud in her  nose. She orderd me to change and come.That day also she helped me in wearing my  bra and she was surprised to see trace of bra straps in my back. I told her all  that happened the day before and that i had slept in tight bra. She helped me in  wearing salwar and told me to try make up myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then called my mom on phone and they talked and laughed  for a while. Meanwhile I opened her makeup box and used eyebrow pencils, kajal  and lipstick. My dick was happy and I went to show my teacher that I have  completed my makeup. But I was slapped in my upper arms and she scolded me for  not wearing bindi. I couldnt control my anger and I rubbed my face trying to  remove evrything. This made her to call my mom again and they spoke over phone  for a few minutes. She told me that I will get the punishment for this at home.  I was stunned to hear that and I managed to awsh my face and reapply my makeup  and the bindi again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;Rekhaji was happy then and helped me with a necklace and clip-on  jumkas.Though my cock was up I was sad thinking of wat happened before and  fearing the unknown punishment. The class was about the way to sync with music  and I couldnt sync successfully which made rest of the girls laughing. Rekha  madam understood my problem and she told me that I will be happy a week after  punishment. The class was dispersed earlier. I changed to my normal dress and  removed my makeup and traces. I slowly pedalled my cycle to home thinking of  punishment. I espected my mother to be there with a stick in her hand to beat  me. But she was at the gate and ready in saree. With a smile she told me that we  are going to see a friend of hers and since no one is at home I have to go with  her. I was happy that i escaped from the punishment I said Im ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;It took 15 minutes to go to Nimmi Aunty who is my moms close  friend and she runs a beauty parlour in town. We were welcomed inside the house  to her living room. She asked me&lt;br /&gt;"have you bought the earring? Which side u  want to pierce? " I tried to explain but my mom over toned saying "No, Nimmi  havnt bought, but like to pierce both ears" I said NO to both of them and tried  to get away to the front door. Mom told me that it was as instructed by Rekha  Madam and If I dont obey she wont allow me inside dance class again.&lt;br /&gt;Mom  knows my addiction to dance class and dressing then, and i could only obey but  partially.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;Nimmi aunty told that she have studs with her and cleaned my ear  lobes with ethanol cotton swabs.I was looking at a pair of small studs in table  while aunty took a long piercing pin and pushed through my left ear lobe. I felt  piain when stud was inserted and screwed I couldnt hold longer and i just tried  to get away but my mom holded me back in seat and Nimmi aunty pierced my right  ear and stud was fixed. She told me not to remove the piercing for a month.My  eyes were watery and I nodded.On my way back mom bought me Ice cream to make me  happy. My dad was at home when we reached home and he showed his disagreement in  piercing my ears through gestures.He was so busy at that time which made a small  distance between me and him.&lt;br /&gt;I surprised my friends my school friends the  next day by showing off my earstuds.I sat in my classroom with slight pain in  both ear lobes which i enjoyed. My next dance class was after a week and I was  eager to see Rekha Madam.Immediately after Fridays school i went to the dance  class. I wished my teacher and she greeted me back.She told me that i look good  with earstuds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;The black salwar was my choice for the day and i directly went  to the changing room with the permission of teacher.I removed my uniform and  wore my padded bra myself. Within no time i was in black salwar with golden  borders in arms and neck. This one was a bit body fitting than the rest. I wore  a black pattiyala bottoms with the salwar.I saw that the makeup items and some  jewleries were kept for me on the table.I started my with kajal,eyebrows, bindi  and this time i found a maroon lipstick and lip gloss which i used on my lips. I  enjoyed the sense and taste of lipstick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;I adorned my neck with a necklace made of imitation gold. I used  some blush over my cheeks to make me look more attractive.I thought of changing  my earstuds but i didnt because i knew it may damage my ears as it is not fully  healed.After wearing the duppatta i entered the dance hall. That time i havnt  found many laughing at me. I understood that im looking more like them! I even  felt that im beautifull than a few of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;Rekhaji told all of us about the importance of "gungroos" which  is to be worn in legs like payals. She called me to the front and told me to put  my left leg on a nearby chair. She took a red gungroo set and placed in my  ankles and tied a tight knot at the back. I could hear loud noise when i put my  leg down. She told me to tie the other to the right leg and i was excited to do  it. She orderd me to go to front. Oh my god i was walking with heavy gungroos in  my ankles and it made a harmonious noise.She told me to perform a certain step  that was taught last class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;Though I was shy i couldnt disobey Rekhaji. I respected the  floor and started dancing the steps i have learned. I felt a kind of spirit  which i have never felt before. Rekhaji told others to listen to the rythem of  my gungroo legs and study. I saw a satisfied smile on Mams face when i finished  dancing. She told me that I am learning faster, and I could even do the first  stage performance within a month if i learn like that.After that days class many  girls showed angry face to me as they were jelous of my performance. I felt  happy when one of them named Shilpa encouraged me by saying that my moves were  great.She told me that Im really like a girl.That was the most encouraging  part.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home Mom was there preparing banana fry which is my  favourite snack. She kissed my forehead and told me that she was informed about  my awesome perfomance in dance class. Rekhaji ,might have called her. Mom told  me to come after bath to have my banana fry.I went straight to bathroom thinking  of the fry. Had a quick bath and came out.I felt to tie my bath towel above  chest and so did I. I felt fresh and feminine and dont know why. I glanced at  myself in the mirror and saw my lovely earstuds but it was paining when I  touched&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;I changed my dress and went to dining hall to have snacks. Mom  gave me a bottle of perfume and told me that the salwars I used for dance was  stinking with sweat. The perfume was a "Christian Dior for women" and its smell  was mesmerizing.&lt;br /&gt;I went for bed early that night but I could sleep as it was  a hot climate. During my struggle to sleep mom came to my room and gave me a  long violet sleeveless nighty to wear as it would be more comfortable than the  shorts and t-shirt i was wearing. I told her that i would wear them when she  leaves the room and so she left. I removed all my dressess and took the nighty.  It was silky and semi transparent too. I wore them through my shoulders and was  feeling great. My cock was popping out and i tried to control meanwhile i  slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;I learned a lot from the next two weeks dance classes and I  became more and more feminine in my charecter. I stopped speaking to boys in my  class as dance was the only thing i could speak of! I became more energetic and  friendly with girls in dance class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;One day while I was trying on lipstick after dressing up in my  black salwar, Rekha Mam came to me and gave me a small box. I was surprised to  see that it was a jewellery set. It consisted of a pair of jumkas made of beads  and fake diamonds and a beautifull necklace! I was wondering at the bracelet  while she came close to me and started unscrewing the earstuds i was wearing for  a month. She inserted the needle of jumka earring in my right ear and screwed it  tightly. She had done the same for left ear. I was feeling the weight of jumkas  while Rekhaji placed placed the necklace below by neck and tied it from behind.  She then told me that it was a gift for my birthday which was on the next  week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;I was very happy that I touched Rekhajis feet as a student  respecting her master and she placed her hand over my head and blessed me that I  would become a world famous dancer. After fixing dupattas and makeup I faced the  other girls with a pride of earning blessing from Rekahji. I danced well on the  same day. I told Shilpa about what happened inside the room and she was so happy  that she kissed me in my cheek and told me that it is her birthday gift! I was  lucky that none was thre to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;The next day while I was in school, the class leader announced  that school ady funcion is on the next month and the participants of vivid  programmes could give their names to him. I was so shy to give my name for  Mohiniyattam as it was purely a girl thing. So i kept quite. But again I was  surprised by my Mom when she said that my name has been given already to the  vice principal of school by her when she had visited school in PTA meeting. She  told me that I should give the first performance then with all preparations.I  was excited and my heart beat increased when she told me that I have to start  preparations from the next day onwards!&lt;br /&gt;The next days were just amazing for  me!! Principal of my school instructed that people who are participating in  school day programmes need to attend only half day classes, the rest of the time  can be used for practices. Rekhaji used to come to school couple of times a week  in the afternoons to teach me.Im instructed to wear salwars during my practice  in school.A week later,to my surprise, my mom came to the dance practice room  along with Rekhaji!&lt;br /&gt;Mam told me to perform in front of my mother and i just  shooked my head. I just couldnt do it as i was shy. They tried to force me but  it was in vain.My Mom left the room unhapply when Rekhaji told me " its time to  show your talents to your mother who was an awesome dancer in her youth! She  should have been a famous dancer if she havent married your father who collapsed  her career in dance!" .This was a new news to me.I didnt knew that my mother was  a dancer.I felt sorry that I havnt performed in front of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;The next day after the forenoon class, I went straight to the  practicing room where I saw Rekha Mam waiting for me. She told me to change to  salwars. I cahnging my dress in front of her as I felt no shyness in front off  her. I changed to my black salwars and pattiyalas and screwd my jumkas and  necklace. Rekhaji applied kajals and lipstik to my face.To my surprise she  opened a box a showed me a pair of ladies sandals with a 2" heels!! She told me  that we are going outside and there is no practice that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;I removed my socks and she told me to insert my right foot  inside a sandal and i have done it. She fastened the strap at the back of my  foot andI felt secured.She repeated it in my other foot and i was told to  stand.WoW!! I felt taller!! She helpd me to walk inside the room for a while  holding in my waist. She opened the door and I found that the rest of the  students are in thier afternoon classes. We walked through the corridor of the  school and went to the parking lot.Rekhaji got in her Honda Activa and she told  me to sit in the rear seat. I found that its difficult to sit like boys as my  salwar showed some restrictions, so I sat in girls style.I just felt great in  Rekhaji high speed ride, when my short hairs disturbed my vision and i just  flowed it back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;We went straight to the city and Mam stopped at a shop named  "Cindrella". It was a stitching centre. Rekhaji told me that we are there for  taking measurement of my body to stitch blouse for the dance wear! She  introduced me to Silpa ji who runs the stitching centre. She asked me which  style of dance am I practicing and iI replied 'Mohiniyattam'. She then told me  to stand aside and she took a measuring tape. I was asked to remove my dupatta  and so did I. She took horizontal and vertical measurements of my upper and  lower back. I raised my hands wen she told me and my chest circumference was  measured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="para"&gt;Rekhaji told her that she wants me to be a 34! She made her  calculations on a notepad. She also orderd a the white mohiniyattom costume with  golden borders ,a new pair of gungroos for my legs, hair accessories and  ornaments. The ornaments were a set of jumkas with round stone works, a golden  necklace ,three types of fixing nose rings,a special bangle set, and an ornament  to be worn on fore head called 'nettichutti' or 'tikka'. Silpaji measured the  size of my head for the wig. Rekhaji didnt paid any money there as they were  friends. We left Cindrella in half an hour. I was dropped at my home and Rekhaji  left. I saw that my mom was sad but surprised to see me in salwars. She kissed  me again and again calling me her daughter! 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A lovely Story</title><content type='html'>We got engaged a couple of weeks back, as it was all arranged being our orthodox big joint family.&lt;br /&gt;I still managed to date my to b wife on a daily basis she was a bit shy but as the days passed &amp;amp; we spent time together she started to get more &amp;amp; more comfortable &amp;amp; open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I decided to disclose her since the day we have met it was keeping my heart heavy, but thinking of the consequences I was afraid it can even break our relationship &amp;amp; the thought of getting it disclosed to entire family was also very terrible in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand thinking closely over her personality &amp;amp; thinking the way have developed warmth the way we discuss our coming &amp;amp; past lives discussing my friends &amp;amp; girlfriends my college life &amp;amp; my school hostel life the way she enjoys even loves discussing intimate moments, we have been shopping our 1st night &amp;amp; honeymoon stuff together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure she will not take the things otherwise rather she is educated &amp;amp; modern will love &amp;amp; enjoy the things more &amp;amp; more even can promote &amp;amp; support me over my internal desires &amp;amp; love hope we both can enjoy our coming life more &amp;amp; more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was not able to decide…………………………………………………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept that night just thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fine next morning a bit cloudy &amp;amp; seems it would rain today it was a great feeling the cool air flowing thru the room window at 7 in the morning, I got up rushed to get ready as I was to pick her up for the breakfast then after we were supposed to be at shopping for her lingerie’s, as she wanted it to be of my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of my night was still a nightmare for me shall I tell her or not…………………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a cold water bath walked thru the wardrobe got ready rushed down to get away on my bike to her house, I was in front of her house within 25 mins she was still getting ready, aaaaaaaaaah………… on time else she would have hanged me as I am always late &amp;amp; keep her standing, its tough to be on time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was beating…….. I was lost with the thought of reveling her with my internal desires thru out the breakfast at the restaurant , she noticed but didn’t asked &amp;amp; kept on chatting &amp;amp; I also kept on replying but was not able to decide how to start telling her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid the bill as soon as we finished &amp;amp; I took her to the company garden instead of shopping she was surprised but was curious too. I a bit hesitatingly told her I want to discuss something with you ……….. heart was beating much faster to hear her voice, she said I know there was something on your mind but wanted you to come up with it instead of my asking you!&amp;nbsp; She said i honour your privacy &amp;amp; want you to share with me whenever you want to share your thought’s, but I ll like if you share them with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;After such sweet words I gained some what confidence to speak her, I took her hand in my hand &amp;amp; started walking in the garden along the side of trees I started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Dear I do not want to disappoint you &amp;amp; I know I should have told you earlier but don’t know why I was not able to, in these days we have came quite a closer and you are such a sweet &amp;amp; understanding person I know you will understand &amp;amp; react accordingly plzzzzzzzzz.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said ok you do not worry &amp;amp; tell me yaaaaar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I don’t know when &amp;amp; why I had strong feeling about females she giggled &amp;amp; said hah! Every guy has that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said no first listen to me the feeling which I am talking about is I feel like female from inside I am genetically male I know, but I feel like I should have been a female she did not speak a word I continued I said I do cross dress in alone for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both could hear the breeze flowing by, birds chirping, there was a silence amongst us for some minutes then I said dear I know you may not accept it but I can’t help it out these are my feeling &amp;amp; I don’t wanted you to accept it with any pressure but if you don’t want me as your life partner I shall come up &amp;amp; say no to the family &amp;amp; get the relation called off………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was looking in my eyes saying nothing …………………………………I was dying to hear her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hand slowly slipped my hand……………….. &amp;amp; she started walking unprecedented looking low slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt I was about to cry but tears too fail to fall………………………..i stretched my hand to hold her but she was out of reach. I called her name softly, she stopped walking &amp;amp; stood still like thinking something slowly she started turning still facing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she turned I saw tears dropping …………. I just ran &amp;amp; hugged her &amp;amp; said I will say no to everyone you need not to worry but don’t cry plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She slowly moved away from me &amp;amp; said I am not crying for what you have said but I am crying that you had the courage to speak truth &amp;amp; still kept thinking weather I shall tell you or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it was my turn to get astonished what are you talking its me who is doing cross dressing &amp;amp; you may or may not like that, what is there for you have tell? I know everything about you I don’t hope there is anything for you to tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No there is one thing that you also don’t know about me she had stopped crying by now &amp;amp; had a cunning smile on her face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I said tell me then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;she said only on one condition we will not disclose these things with anyone except each other thru out our life &amp;amp; will not call off our relationship. Now it was me who was thinking…………………but not giving it a long thought I accepted her proposal &amp;amp; was happy that she has accepted my cross dressing, but what I was also afraid from what is there to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shingly said I have a girlfriend with whom I have lesbian intimate relations……………………………………………. i hope you don’t mind about the past! She started giggling …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it was my turn to be turning red! But with blushhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Her giggles turned to laugh outburst ! &amp;amp; said I was afraid how to tell you I love being lesbian at times but I am bi, I was afraid if you would allow me to keep that relation with my female friend but as you told me about your cross dressing it gave me enough courage to disclose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both sat down holding each others had there under the tree, had a good laugh &amp;amp; hugged each other &amp;amp; promised to love each other thru out life &amp;amp; share each other’s liking by supporting that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me whose clothes I used to wear to CD? I said lets not get the things disclosed but from now on if you like &amp;amp; support me to CD then I will have my own wardrobe! She said I would love to have dual wardrobe since it will be used by me also &amp;amp; laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some hours chit chatting there we left for the days plan of shopping………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was riding with a light &amp;amp; happy heart with dreams of cding with my gf/wife whatever I may say suddenly I felt her pinching from back, I asked what happened u pinched very hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: seems to be quite happy &amp;amp; lost in your dreams&lt;br /&gt;I: no its not like that&lt;br /&gt;She: lie&lt;br /&gt;I: ok I was&lt;br /&gt;She: that’s y riding in speed with whistling&lt;br /&gt;I: ok yaar now don’t pull.&lt;br /&gt;She: ok lets first go to my place then we will go shopping I remm. Some thing&lt;br /&gt;I: what happ?&lt;br /&gt;She: just take that way first.&lt;br /&gt;I: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned the bike &amp;amp; we reached her home, she asks me to make coffee till she comes back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After struggling from her bed side drawers she comes to the kitchen with something tightly closed in her palm, meanwhile I had got the coffee ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She takes a sip of coffee, says with a smile good beginning to become my girlfriend! from now on whenever we are at home start learning cooking &amp;amp; house hold work since you are going to do all along with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed, she asked me to take off my shirt, I astonishingly do saying some naughty comments, she smiled &amp;amp; took the tape out of her hand starts measuring my bust &amp;amp; under bust first then she took my complete measurements as are taken for a female, I asked what is she upto she said nothing……………………… just planning to shop for my gf today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled &amp;amp; hugged her………………………………………….. she planned for 5pair of ug,s, 5sets of blouse &amp;amp; petticoat, 2salwar suits, 5tops with Capri, jeans, skirts, artificial eyelashes &amp;amp; nails, clip-on nose &amp;amp; ear clips, toering, ankle chain &amp;amp; many more………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I can use most the stuff that you have, she said since we are entering new life I want we both have new stuff, rest of the life we have to maintain our figure so we can share our wardrobe……………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;It was the happiest moment of my life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling like in heaven. She rushed me to the market, all day we shopped for me as be her girlfriend we both were very happy &amp;amp; purchased even more than we have planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching home after having dinner at a cool restaurant we sat down to check out our shopping of the day she was putting the clothes on my body &amp;amp; seeing how do they look &amp;amp; I was supporting her more than happily she tried all the clip-on’s nose pins, earrings all the other jewelry &amp;amp; I liked having them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left kissing her goodbye for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On reaching home I was planning to sleep peacefully my phone rang! It was her phone she was romantic we chatted some time, she asked me to get my full body waxed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: but I will get it cleaned by hair removing cream&lt;br /&gt;She: it will regrow soon &amp;amp; is harmful for body&lt;br /&gt;Me: but for waxing I need some beautician &amp;amp; I don’t know ny one who can do this privately&lt;br /&gt;She: mmmmmmmmmm if you don’t mind I can do the waxing job.&lt;br /&gt;Me: its of with me if you are comfortable, we are getting married in couple of days&lt;br /&gt;She: ok then it’s a plan for tomm. You go to sleep I shall do the needful for tomm.&lt;br /&gt;Me: bye tc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we were on our clouds of dreams that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning I got up early finished my all daily routine &amp;amp; rushed for her house, she was already excited with the day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to her room she had all the stuff ready there she gave me a towel &amp;amp; asked me to take a hot bath first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&amp;nbsp; but I have already taken one &amp;amp; I don’t have ug’s&lt;br /&gt;She: do as I tell you hot bath will make your hairs soft, easy &amp;amp; less painful to be plucked&lt;br /&gt;Me: but ug’s ?&lt;br /&gt;She: don’t worry I shall manage, you just go to bathroom. (&amp;amp; she pushed me in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took bath with the hot water already inside wiped gently &amp;amp; wrapped towel on my waist &amp;amp; came out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: giggling honey even when there are two girls in room, none of them come bare top out!&lt;br /&gt;Me: looking around hey! Is there any one else.&lt;br /&gt;She: smiling you are cant you see me the second girl in the room.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I blushed !&lt;br /&gt;She: go adjust your towel &amp;amp; cover your top also&lt;br /&gt;Me: went inside &amp;amp; came back after adjusting the towel, I was feeling very girly.&lt;br /&gt;She: now its ok.&lt;br /&gt;Me: what about ug’s?&lt;br /&gt;She: whats the problem, handing me the keys go take the one you like from my drawer &amp;amp; wash your’s&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; let them on line to get dried.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I took the keys &amp;amp; searched, but here are your ug’s not mine.&lt;br /&gt;She: aren’t they going to fit you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes but?&lt;br /&gt;She: what but? Just go ahead &amp;amp; wear which ever you like, these are girly wear &amp;amp; you should not forget you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Are a girl yaar.&lt;br /&gt;Me: took one pink bra &amp;amp; panty &amp;amp; wore them, left the towel aside.&lt;br /&gt;She: hey you have very less hairs!&lt;br /&gt;Me: dear I used to clean them frequently by cream.&lt;br /&gt;She: from now on learn using wax now no cream from today onwards, I will teach you all girly chores from&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Today onwards so that we can do a lot for each other as girls too.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started waxing me started from legs &amp;amp; had a plan for the entire body……………………………………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lying wearing just bra &amp;amp; panty in front of her, both were happy for me being this way &amp;amp; for finding such good friends, rather saheli’s to live together.&lt;br /&gt;Oooooouch !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were the sounds I was making…………………………………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;As she pulled the waxed strip along with the hairs of my body, after a couple of hours i got the hair less body, now she asked me not to move &amp;amp; keep lying till she asked to do so &amp;amp; I did the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took a water sprayer &amp;amp; started drizzling hot water on my body after that she just puffed the water off my body &amp;amp; poured a lot of body lotion over my body started giving my body a massage of it after a while she asked me to adore my body using my figure tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touched the legs &amp;amp; moved up………………………………………aaah it was silky smooth &amp;amp; slippery like a girl. I was shivering as my fingers were moving aaaaaaaaah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shook me ! lost in dreams come on get up now let me teach you how to take care &amp;amp; shape your nails, I said ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both got busy, she doing my nails I watching her as soon she finished doing my feet nails she asked me to do her now I tried doing same &amp;amp; she appreciated my observation I was happy to hear her &amp;amp; for next one hour or so I was in those ug’s only &amp;amp; she was teaching me various ways to take care of areas of body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: now you wax your upper &amp;amp; lower private parts, winked!&lt;br /&gt;Me: hey ! with you being here how can I do?&lt;br /&gt;She: ok I am leaving, as soon you are finished just call me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left &amp;amp; removed my ug’s after bolting the door &amp;amp; started waxing my private areas it was damn painful I almost cried out of pain after waxing did took a hot bath &amp;amp; then applied lot of body lotion, wore ug’s &amp;amp; called for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked in with two cups of tea, we sat down she admired my body saying” honey you have a great girly figure just the waxing was required to make you perfect” I was happy to hear, now what? Were my first words as soon as I finished the tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: you are in a great hurry, we girls do things relaxed&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok&lt;br /&gt;She: ok now I shall do your eyebrows &amp;amp; upper lip area&lt;br /&gt;Me: I already get both the area’s in perfect shape by my barber&lt;br /&gt;She: but your upper lip area has started getting dark &amp;amp; your eye brows need to be shaped as girl&lt;br /&gt;Me: but will it look embarrassing ?&lt;br /&gt;She: no no one notices after seing you once, its just the first time&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started doing my both the places, after a lot of painful session I was free aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…………………&lt;br /&gt;then she took out her makeup kit &amp;amp; clip on ear rings &amp;amp; nose ring, chain, bangles, toe rings, ankle chain, rings she started with making my foot nails paint she painted 2 &amp;amp; asked me to do rest &amp;amp; then her too, after I finished doing for both then she taught me to put on artificial finger nails then to paint them then how to do a regular makeup or say to give a daily touchup with mascara on eyelash extenders, lipstick on lips, light powder &amp;amp; compact shaded lightly eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling like in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she asked me to wear all the jewelery she had displayed there, I did the same as she asked me to do, then she brought one sweet beige colour salwar suit asked me to wear I was more than happy to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was now my turn to b in front of mirror to see both the girls there, “it is difficult to identify who was not the girl till you knew” she remarked! Really it was true I too felt this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hugged me &amp;amp; said I want you to be my girlfriend most of the time we can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hugged &amp;amp; kissed her yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that happiest movement she said, as you know you are getting married in next 25days &amp;amp; I shall be leaving for home to my home town within next 20 days for our marriage &amp;amp; to be permanently with you I want you to take interest in learning in all house hold chores &amp;amp; do that seriously so that your bride remains satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blushed &amp;amp; said ok dear I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then your classes begin today &amp;amp; fees I will take on our first night, she asked me to follow her to kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fully dressed adored with light makeup, jewellery, bangles, artificial nails &amp;amp; well done nails, ankle chains, nose ring, 2” heel sandal followed her to the kitchen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ringing of earrings!&lt;br /&gt;tickling of bangles!&lt;br /&gt;melody of ankle chain!&lt;br /&gt;knocking of heels!&lt;br /&gt;ooooooohhh WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving me crazy………………………………………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: basic things regarding kitchen you know that I know, but to get you advance trained.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok&lt;br /&gt;She: take the vegitables out of fridge, now wash them, &amp;amp; cut them.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did as was instructed but with some mistakes which were overlooked to be overcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cutting all the vegetables she started me training in cooking, about spices, usage of spices &amp;amp; many more including roti cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: honey as you are going to get married you should seriously learn how to cook well for your life partner.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I will try learning seriously but as the time is short we can continue the training even after the marriage.&lt;br /&gt;She: we have too.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started me teaching how to walk, talk, sit &amp;amp; behave like womanly all the day’s work got me tired &amp;amp; I in the evening prepared tea for both &amp;amp; sat down in the balcony to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: dear shall I come out in balcony in this attire&lt;br /&gt;She: ya sure no one can make you as a male, don’t worry.&lt;br /&gt;Me: but I feel afraid&lt;br /&gt;She: don’t be I am with you, be brave &amp;amp; come out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came out shying but she supported a lot, in no time sitting there I became normal &amp;amp; loved sitting in open in my fem attire…………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tea I changed &amp;amp; left for my home she asked me to keep the foot nails painted &amp;amp; keep them under socks even at home, since its just a matter of next 25 days then we will be leaving (for the city where I work &amp;amp; will join back after my leave taken is over) to live all alone in the home away from our native places,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both knew our parents will not accept any such thing but we loved a lot each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a plan to have a sleepover with her gf at her place &amp;amp; did not wanted even her to know anything about our choices till she was assured that she can hold the words upto herself so she told me about the plans but said not to discuss anything with any one, she told her friend that I have no objection in her having a gf &amp;amp; would support her as &amp;amp; when required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both had a great night ahead &amp;amp; I was too tired that day so slept without having a talk with her…………………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it became a routine from next day we used to meet at her place I used to dress up in her clothes &amp;amp; stuff &amp;amp; learn hose hold chores as a girl assisting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat ten or twelve days had past in the same routine we both had became good sahelis, liked to chat, took time to plan for future &amp;amp; many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day she on reaching home asked me to remain in bra &amp;amp; panty till she took all the measurements&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what was she upto, but had a feeling of something was goin on in her mind, after she was thru she asked me to get dressed &amp;amp; start the day’s work by the time she had to do some chores urgently, did not disclosed to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it strange but had no choices I started as was instructed &amp;amp; she went away, the things kept on going in the same fashion even for next couple of days till the day she asked me to be blind folded &amp;amp; try some clothes I was astornished but as we know no choice had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the trial I was only able to assume the clothes may be a saree or a lehnga but was not sure why did she made do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things again started rolling in the same fashion during the last couple of days we have planned our honeymoon to Bangkok&amp;nbsp; as that was the best place to our budget, both of us were enthusiastic being there &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp; have started planning to enjoy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our marriage date was around seven more days she was leaving after two days, today we were chatting over the tea when she told me she always dreamed to marry a girl but due to family she had no courage to express her likes to the family &amp;amp; friends, I was not astonished to know as I have been observing her attitude towards her saheli rather than her fiancé she enjoyed more company of her sahei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She even told me she felt me as her saheli only not her to be husband &amp;amp; she liked &amp;amp; respected me more when ever I am in my female attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to never leave dressing &amp;amp; try practicing more &amp;amp; more so that we can live like two girls whenever we are alone, she also wanted me to come in open with her whenever we can do comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy to find such a supportive wife, it can be thought we both had the same liking that’s why she is supportive or I am cooperating with her likings even! May be…………………………… but we both were happy with the current situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hugged her &amp;amp; kissed her forehead &amp;amp; walked to the room to change in order to leave for my home as the night was approaching …………………………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked after me to the room as I undressed &amp;amp; was in ug’s she touched my body &amp;amp; said hairs have started growing you need waxing before the day of marriage shall we do it today or tomm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: lets do it tomm.&lt;br /&gt;She: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to shop wax &amp;amp; some other essentials on my way tomm/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: it will be a bit hesitating, but I will do.&lt;br /&gt;She: don’t be shy, be bold &amp;amp; start shopping no one bothers what you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to keep wearing her ug’s below my clothes from today as they were not padded &amp;amp; can not be observed under my male clothes, also she was going to leave day after tomm. For her town for our marriage I also wanted to keep wearing but did not wanted to ask her as I did not wanted to peruse her from my side but as she asked me I did not discouraged my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: from now on you should wear these 24x7 I don’t want to c you in those male ug’s&lt;br /&gt;Me: but where will I wash the used as you are gone&lt;br /&gt;She: I will give you sufficient ug’s you can wear &amp;amp; keep the used till I come permanently&lt;br /&gt;Me:: ok&lt;br /&gt;I liked the thought &amp;amp; agreed to her.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to move to the city where I worked as soon we get married since I did not had more leaves &amp;amp; even her job was fixed there, our honeymoon was supposed to be after 15 days of our marriage due to our jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept wearing the ug’s under my dress &amp;amp; went back to my home……………………………………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was enjoying the feel of the soft, comfy &amp;amp; supportive clothes underneath over the bed of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming the best of my dreams for our marriage &amp;amp; after marriage life……………………………………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left for her town next morning, when did the three next days passed I didn’t knew in the rituals going on all the time the big day of our marriage came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the past three days I have been wearing Ug’s given by her under my clothes I felt more than comfortable in them, we reached the stage garlanded each other &amp;amp; were very happy to have each other as their life partners we chatted as we got time alone on stage, she was more than happy to know me wearing the ug’s she gave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the rituals we started towards our hotel where we were staying for marriage in her home town to complete all the final rituals &amp;amp; head for the big night tonight, I was thinking of the gift I have brought for our 1st night &amp;amp; was quite, she was having a small nap tiered of all the busy day &amp;amp; a small but heartfelt cry to depart from her home…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached home many a rituals to be followed &amp;amp; kept the day busy giving a time for a short nap in the evening for the big night tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waked up by the sweet bells of her bangles, she asked me to get up &amp;amp; get ready to go for a dinner at her parents’ home, everyone from my side has left for my city only we two were left here for the dinner &amp;amp; first night booked at a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for her place where I had a lot of talks with her parent’s &amp;amp; relatives before our dinner &amp;amp; she was busy in packing something with her best friend I was unaware of the stuff but she seemed to be quite a happy as I could see her from the sofa where I was sitting, we all dined together after dinner a couple of rituals more at last I felt they came to an end………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started hugging the younger &amp;amp; bowing to elders as to take the leave, now her friend came to wish us formally as she hugged her friend I saw they both pinched each other’s nipple in a way no one could see it I knew they both were lesb’s but I kept smiling she left her friend &amp;amp; winked at her, when her friend hugged me she similarly pinched my nipple I felt a jolt in my body &amp;amp; was numb as she walked away away smiling cunningly &amp;amp; winked me while leaving me…………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not able to understand why she did the same to me but knew on doing so she must have felt the bra I was wearing! Do she knew about my cross dressing if not why did she not reacted over my wearing a bra!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still in a state of shock when my wife brought back to normal &amp;amp; smiled &amp;amp; said don’t worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boarded the car &amp;amp; just before I shot my first question she asked me to stay calm &amp;amp; enjoy the mood of the time &amp;amp; music rest you will know with the night to proceed she said smilingly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to hotel puzzled, saw her smiling but I had just no idea what was to come ahead………………………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to our room it was all decorated &amp;amp; smelling the fresh flowers the fragrance of fresh jasmine made me out of my mind I hurriedly closed the door &amp;amp; bolted, walked to my wife &amp;amp; hugged her from back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: at last we are together for ever&lt;br /&gt;She: yes honey! You still doubt…. Ha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;Me: now u tell me what was the big mystery between u &amp;amp; ur friend&lt;br /&gt;She: wait honey let me change then we discuss.&lt;br /&gt;Me: if u say so, but I cant wait come fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She changed to a White kurta &amp;amp; pajami with her hairs tied neatly in small bun comes out, I asked her what is all this I had expected her in a sexy out fit as for our first night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: winked yes a wife should be in a sexy outfit for her first night, but first they should get married !&lt;br /&gt;Me: astonishingly but we are married !&lt;br /&gt;She: yes you married a girl but my Tanya(my girly name which she had given in past) has to marry to be my wife!&lt;br /&gt;Me: means?&lt;br /&gt;She: get up &amp;amp; get dressed to be my bride I shall be your groom.&lt;br /&gt;Me: shingly but what to wear?&lt;br /&gt;She: opens the suitcase given by her friend &amp;amp; takes out the bridal lehnga &amp;amp; bridal lingerie set &amp;amp; handed me. This is my first night gift for my hubby/girlfriend/wife many roles you are playing but in real you are my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;Me: hugged her, kissed her lips! Thanks honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within moments I change to the clothes &amp;amp; come back to the room, astonished to find her friend sitting with her there they both giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikita(my wife): don’t be shy darling she is here to just do your make up &amp;amp; to get us married make it fast.&lt;br /&gt;Rushel(friend): come on Tanya get ready for marriage fast.&lt;br /&gt;Me: had no choice now just sat down on the dresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both in couple of minutes made a bride well dressed &amp;amp; adored with jewels, bangles, pre hair done wig, first we garlanded each other then kept a bed side lamp on a floor &amp;amp; started taking pheras then nikita filled my maang with sindoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time her friend had taken our pictures &amp;amp; video’s, she handed over the cam to me &amp;amp; asked to give it to nikita as it was the only gift she has expected for her first night from me &amp;amp; It is filled with all loving memories too now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in a honeymoon suit of the hotel nikita went to another room rushel made me sit on bed like a bride with the heavy lehnga still on me made me do ghoongat &amp;amp; asked me to behave like a bride as my hubby came, she left the room nikita bolted the room&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; walked to me …………………..&lt;br /&gt;She lifted the ghoonghat slowly I smiled &amp;amp; shyingly turned my face, she holded my chin &amp;amp; turned back towards her &amp;amp; said u really look beautiful bride I got up &amp;amp; bowed to her feet she blessed me with to remain sada suhagan !!! I offered her milk, we both drank the milk from the same glass, then after we both were on the bed with the clothes all over the floor since it was a time for wife’s to meet hubby’s …………………….. in private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bed there was no compromise I was the husband &amp;amp; she was the wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah……..ooooooo……more……….come on baby…………ouch….. room was filled with sounds &amp;amp; moans of her pleasure for the rest of night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-7368313415093804376?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/7368313415093804376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=7368313415093804376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/7368313415093804376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/7368313415093804376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-contribution-from-internet-lovely.html' title='A new Contribution from Internet. A lovely Story'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-1748116901729226116</id><published>2010-07-15T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T03:19:23.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A LIVELY INTERVIEW -- POOJA MY FRIEND FROM HYDERABAD IS LOOKING FOR A COMPLETE TRANSFER AND EXCHANGE OF ROLES WITH HER WIFE -- SHE WILL BE THE WIFE NOW AND HER WIFE BECOMES HER HUSBAND AND (THEY DO NOT GO IN FOR SRS - JUST A CHANGE OF ROLES)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7cK0QSlzI/AAAAAAAABAk/N5A_097hdUs/s1600/Photo2027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7avGVcolI/AAAAAAAABAU/E49qBwF6rWY/s1600/Photo1351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7avGVcolI/AAAAAAAABAU/E49qBwF6rWY/s200/Photo1351.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well we hear that you are about to translate into a dream life for a cd&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: a full time female life&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: how do you see the transition happening and what do you feel about the future&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: hmm...&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: i would like to thank u for the suppport and kindness shown by my friends to help me to comeout &amp;amp; live&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: thanks for saying so&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: we all understand the big risks involved in such a step including coming out to the family&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: how idd you manage it?&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: i would like to thank my family too for their support and love...&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: i still manage to stick witrh family N be blessed with them&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what will be the process of transition like for you?&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: the transistion process is not a stage set for one...&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: it need support and timely rewarding process to turn into completly feminity&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: right&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: as am in a process or stage of reaching to have &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: we must say you are lucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: how was it like telling and convincing your wife about it? what was her first reaction when she saw you dressed for the first time?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7bbFdJyZI/AAAAAAAABAc/y2QJW-MfLJY/s1600/Photo1452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7bbFdJyZI/AAAAAAAABAc/y2QJW-MfLJY/s200/Photo1452.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: hmm...some think we are lucky and some could think other wise..&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: how was it like telling and convincing your wife about it? what was her first reaction when she saw you dressed for the first time?&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: Letting know my life partner the facts was not so easy as we might end up relations and i had to tell her what she see in me would be not me.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: true but to enable what you are about to live as it was most important&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: I had to tell her my feelings i was carrying all these years of feminity in me &amp;amp; want it to explore it, if there is sort of support from dear ones&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: which is why for we readers it becoems most important and of note to know how you went about it and what were her first reactions to seeing you in a saree&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: I had to convence her as am not the only person in the world wich such a feelings inside and i had to set her examples and which had come across them later &lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: It took nearly week time to convence my partner and i had dressed and showed her and expressed myself with my mannerism.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: HER FIRST REACTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7cK0QSlzI/AAAAAAAABAk/N5A_097hdUs/s1600/Photo2027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7cK0QSlzI/AAAAAAAABAk/N5A_097hdUs/s200/Photo2027.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;pooja kaml: The first look at me she was not comfortable and i had to tell her what if a person of my type would become without support &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: then what did she say&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: She got concevenced in a way that i could be living happy this way and she started to support me and helped me to bring all the feminity in me and still she see a diffent person in me after i change myself to poo..&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: end of the day one requires happiness in life is what she belives and after better settlement in life she wanted to see better transfornation take place &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: so does that mean she helps you too? How can you please elaborate?&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: she helps in the sense she just supports the way i live and helps me out whatever i asks her .&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7dWZ964NI/AAAAAAAABA0/oXylUVB-9yo/s1600/Photo2342.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7dWZ964NI/AAAAAAAABA0/oXylUVB-9yo/s200/Photo2342.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7cvgLM5wI/AAAAAAAABAs/jD5hC4_mc2g/s1600/Photo2145.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7cvgLM5wI/AAAAAAAABAs/jD5hC4_mc2g/s200/Photo2145.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7eI0ctkiI/AAAAAAAABA8/oAp-3piyVLo/s1600/Photo2609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7eI0ctkiI/AAAAAAAABA8/oAp-3piyVLo/s200/Photo2609.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7eLLFW44I/AAAAAAAABBE/gZSESx2AHD4/s1600/pooja+kamal+04+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7eLLFW44I/AAAAAAAABBE/gZSESx2AHD4/s200/pooja+kamal+04+copy.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ever in dresses and jewellery etc. or you buy it for yourself?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: has she ever bought something secretly for you and gifted you? if yes what was it?&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: ys she does surprise me on the ocassions&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: any thing that you like dthe most till date&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: a surorise you wil never forget&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: for my birthday she gifts me with dresses i like the most and this keeps hapening every year&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: something special&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: the surprise i never forget is the acceptance of me &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well so what all house hold duties do you perform&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: i perform from morning breakfast to dinner includes cleaning home &amp;amp; washing clothes&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well we believe&amp;nbsp; you have had a remarriaage with you as her wife&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: so what was the second honeymoon like &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: feeling the wait for your husband on the bed&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: hmm..was that kind of too personal intraction &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well we wish to know about your feelings about it&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: any ways it was the most memmorable one and one could not forget&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: right from you dressing up specially for the night till how did you feel when he lifted the veil&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: felt different never experienced before&lt;br /&gt;pooja kaml: okie.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: Well Pooja it was nice having this interview and hope you like it when you read it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-1748116901729226116?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/1748116901729226116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=1748116901729226116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/1748116901729226116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/1748116901729226116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2010/07/lively-interview-pooja-my-friend-from.html' title='A LIVELY INTERVIEW -- POOJA MY FRIEND FROM HYDERABAD IS LOOKING FOR A COMPLETE TRANSFER AND EXCHANGE OF ROLES WITH HER WIFE -- SHE WILL BE THE WIFE NOW AND HER WIFE BECOMES HER HUSBAND AND (THEY DO NOT GO IN FOR SRS - JUST A CHANGE OF ROLES)'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/TD7avGVcolI/AAAAAAAABAU/E49qBwF6rWY/s72-c/Photo1351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-5747699991600914373</id><published>2010-07-04T03:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T03:30:58.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A TRUE STORY NARRATED BY SUNITA JI -- I AM MY TWIN SISTER</title><content type='html'>I AM MY TWIN SISTER &lt;br /&gt;                                                                By Sunitapink   &lt;br /&gt;                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is a story is based on real life as such I have changed names of persons and places.&lt;br /&gt; It should not be resembled with any one’s life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was living as my twin sister that too officially for full time.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was born as a boy and was a boy beneath my clothes till my Sex Reassignment Surgery. My name was Amit. The other side of me is Amita. &lt;br /&gt;I belong to a very rich family. My father was two brothers having a big family industrial business on equal share basis. I am the only child of my father. The younger brother of my father, my uncle has two daughters only. We three are of almost similar age though they are one and two years respectively elder then me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother died all of a sudden when I was 8 years old and since then I was living with my uncle. He has a big house and I was given a big room, only room on first floor of the house with a big terrace and roof.&lt;br /&gt;After death of my mother, my father never remained in our own house which too is a big house. He opted to remain on Tour for almost 20 days a month and use to stay in our company’s guest house whenever he was in station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once when I was 14 year old, my father called me to office of his one closest friend Mr. Diwakar. I knew Diwakar uncle as the C.A. of our group of Industries and companies. He then told me that &lt;br /&gt;that Diwakar is just like his another brother on whom he has higher trust and that if any thing happens to him, Diwakar will take full care of me and my assets. He then told me that after death of my mother, he is still in great shock and has no interest in life but so far he is alive, it’s his destiny to live like a person who does not have any home though he was having a share of almost 70 million rupees in the business. He also told me that though he has left me with the family of his brother, he do not trust his younger brother. He has noticed him play frauds many a time and once his younger brother hinted him that he is interested in having the whole business in his own name by purchasing share of my father but at a reduced cost which my father denied. It is only due to Diwakar that his younger brother could not play any big game to occupy the whole business in his own name. He then told me that he has built a Trust of his whole share in business and property TO WHICH Mr. Diwakar is the chief trustee and I am the sole beneficiary. The whole money will be transferred to me when I will attain my age of 25. He also told me that I am the sole beneficiary of one more trust set from the assets of my deceased mother. It’s around 20 millions and it will be transferred to me when I will be of 18 years. He informed me that this second trust is earning a yield of 75 thousand rupees every month now and out of it Rs. 25 thousand per month are being paid to my Uncle for taking fullest care of me and rest 50,000 rupees are being saved in a bank account in my name and they day I will complete my 18th year of age, I will have full assess to my bank account. Till then, in case of any need I may come and ask to Diwakar and he will take care of my needs.&lt;br /&gt;Son of Diwakar uncle and me were studying in same class but he wanted to be a chartered accountant like his father and I wanted to specialize in Computer Science. We both were ready to appear in our Metric Examinations.&lt;br /&gt;I met my father once more only and then when I was 16th yrs. old I got the news that my father has passed away in a plane crash and his body was burnt fully in plane crash. It was informed to me that I will receive a claim of one million rupees for his death.&lt;br /&gt;As such literally I became orphan except that I was living with family of my uncle and another uncle Diwakar was always with me to take full care of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts from here. I was a lean and thin boy with nice looks of my mother, whitish complexion and growing height. All the things were going nicely with me till I was in my 18th year of age and completed my B.Sc. in Computer Science examinations.&lt;br /&gt;These were now holidays for me and my cousin sisters after examination. I use to pass my time on my own computer visiting many web sites when I came across through some sites of lady boys and cross dressers.  This was the time when I noticed that the clothes of my cousin sisters are being hanged for drying on the terrace in front of my room.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how but I felt that I am attracting towards the clothes of my sisters, especially towards Lingerie of my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly my interest increased and I started gathering courage to get a few of them in my room in nights and one day I found that I started wearing them then get aroused and leak in panties of my sisters. I started trying to wash the spot with water and put them back for drying. Soon I started wearing various dresses of my sisters along with lingerie’s and then sit on my computer and comparing myself with other lady boys and cross dressers. Always I use to masturbate and spoil the clothes but then trying to wash the stains by water and re put them for getting dried. I thought that no one will notice it but it was my mistake. My sisters started smelling some thing wrong with their clothes and they decided to have a watch on the clothes in night to find out who is using them. At one hand my passion of cross dressing was increasing and I was dreaming my full makeover as a girl and at the other hand I was in great difficulty as my sisters find out that it was me who was taking away their clothes in night. They both discussed as to why I was taking their clothes in my room in nights as they could not think of cross dressing so all they thought that I am sexually attracted towards them and use their clothes for my sexual fantasies. So far I was taken as a most sober and shy boy in my uncle’s family and out side world so they decided to tell to their mother about all this. They told this all to my aunt and one night she knocked on my room door and asked me to open it. That time the clothes of my sisters were lying on my bed as I have not started wearing them. Without thinking any thing I opened the door of my room and asked my aunt as to what was the matter.&lt;br /&gt;My aunt pushed me in my room from the door and entered in my room to find the clothes of her daughters on my Bed. She became furious and telling me that she will talk with me in the morning, took away all the clothes and closed the door of my room.&lt;br /&gt;I became afraid and was worrying a lot that what will happen in morning.&lt;br /&gt;My aunt then told every thing to my uncle and asked him to call me in the morning and ask me all about it. My uncle also took it all from sexual point of view and thought that I am sexually attracted toward his daughters and dreaming of them I use to play with the clothes of my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning was very harsh on me. I was called in the room of my uncle to explain why I use to get the clothes of my sisters in my room in nights. I could not tell him about my passion of cross dressing and as such kept mum and kept my head down without answering any thing.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle got angry on me and slapped me and started shouting on me when my aunt came in between and asked my uncle to calm down and that they will talk on the matter them selves and will decide what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour or so I was called again and was told to pack all my things and immediately shift to a room in our company’s rest house and that I will not be allowed any more to enter in the house of my uncle. As such I packed all the little I have and without telling a single word to any one, I shifted to rest house of our company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle then went to the house of uncle Diwakar, told him every thing about my stealing my sister’s clothes every night. He threatened my uncle that he will take the case to police with a witness of the clothes which, on chemical tests, will prove that I am using them with a bad intension and also my sisters will confirm all what they have seen and gone through. He told that it was sure that I will be jailed and will have to suffer the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;He asked my uncle Diwakar that now is the time that either he sell all the share of my father to him to make him full and sole owner of all our business and that too at the reduced price decided by him otherwise he will put me in jail and I will be in trouble. Uncle Diwakar asked about where I am now and told my uncle to come again next day.&lt;br /&gt;I was summoned by my uncle Diwakar. He told me all that happened and what my uncle wanted. He asked me what the whole matter is as he was sure that I was a very sober and gentle boy and could never be sexually attracted to my sisters.  At first I could not tell him about my passion of cross dressing and when he pressed me to tell him all the facts without any fear otherwise I will be in great difficulty from my uncle’s side, I started crying putting my head on his shoulders. He consoled me and asked me to tell him all without any fear as he is with me to take my safe guard. I then slowly gathered courage and told him all that how it all started and how I got the passion of cross dressing and that I never thought of my sisters from sexual point of view. &lt;br /&gt;My uncle Diwakar was well aware about cross dressing as he was reading a lot about them. He told me that he know all about this passion. So far it is non sexual, it is a harmless passion but I should decide myself either to get control over my this passion as our society do not accept it at all and always take it sexually or I should decide to change myself into a girl with medical aid and legally should become a female if I wanted to wear female clothes.&lt;br /&gt;He also told me that to save me from the evil hands of my real uncle, now he is compelled to sell my father’s full share in business to my uncle and that too at a much reduced price.&lt;br /&gt;He told me that after a week I will be a major person by attaining age of 18 complete as such I will be able to get my full share of the trust created by my mother’s wealth and I will not be any more dependent on any one. He also told me that even then I will be getting Rs. 75,000/- per month to my hand for my financial needs if I decide to keep the money invested as it was now and my uncle will not get that Rs.25,000/- per month now as I am not living with him.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Diwakar told me that he had thought fully on all the matter and it will be better for me if I shift to some another city permanently far away from the eyes of my uncle. He assured me that he will always take care of me as his own son even if I live away from that city and for any advice or guidance I can contact him any time. He also advised me to stay in company’s rest house for a week more as it will need another one week to complete all the formalities of selling the shares to my uncle and it will need my signatures also. I agreed to it and went back to rest house.&lt;br /&gt;Next day, uncle Diwakar informed me that all the proceed to sell the shares of my father to my uncle has been settled in 40 million rupees though it’s real cost was more then 70 millions but for my own safety he is compelled to accept the terms of my uncle. I gave my consent and told him that he is the best judge and he can go ahead with whatever he think best in my interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is June 16th, my birth day when I have now completed 18th year of my age and have legally became a major person to take my own decisions. I got a call from my uncle Diwakar and his son also greeting me HAPPY BIRTH DAY and wishing me a new great life ahead. He also told me that today I should reach the office of our company and sit on the chair as one of the Directors of the company before transferring my share in the company in full to my uncle. He assured me that he will also be with me to take care of all the proceeds. As such I got ready and reached in the office of my company. A meeting of the management was summoned after lunch hours and in that meeting all was decided as already agreed between my real uncle and uncle Diwakar. I signed the documents and one week time was given for all that needed officially to declare the whole deed and receive money from my real uncle by the Trust set by my father for my benefit and which was to be transferred to me on my completion of age of 25 years. As such I was a partner in business of company for one more week and had the right to remain in company’s rest house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I could not sleep and thought a lot on the point as to where to shift permanently away from this very city and then I decided to shift permanently to Bangalore where no one knows me, to make it my own city. I also decided to buy two adjacent two BHK nice flats as decided to live my two lives in full, as a male self and as my female side also. I conveyed my decision to uncle Diwakar and requested him to use his own sources to purchase the flats as per my desire using the money of the Trust Fund which I got from my mother and put remaining money in investment as he use to do earlier. By this time my own bank account to which now I was having full access was containing about one million rupees for my ready use. &lt;br /&gt;During this week, I was called by my bankers and they took my specimen signatures and issued me a Debit cum ATM Card for my ready use. A cheque book was also issued to me for my use. Officially whole money of the Trust of my mother was transferred to my bank account. Soon uncle Diwakar informed me that he has been in touch with the property dealers in Bangalore and have got few offers so I should go to Bangalore and select the best which I like most. I vacated company’s rest house and shifted to a nice hotel room. I took the flight to Bangalore and checked in a hotel room. Then I contacted the property dealer. He came to meet me and took me in his car to show me various options of available flats.&lt;br /&gt;I liked one which was in some Kormangala area of Bangalore city which was known as a posh and decent area. It was two adjacent 2 BHK flats on 2nd floor of a newly constructed building. I asked the dealer to get in touch with uncle Diwakar to proceed with the legal formalities with the owner of these flats. Then I told him to get in touch with some decorator to fully furnish both the flats and make a few amendments as per my desire. He agreed and then I returned back to my old city (I have not told you the name of my old city and I don’t want to tell it also as it is almost a True story and some names and things may tend to guess the real persons). I gave full information to uncle Diwakar and also handed over two blank signed cheques to him to complete the proceedings to purchase the flats and get them fully furnished.&lt;br /&gt;By next week all the work of transfer of shares of company and receiving money was completed and at the same time the proceedings of purchase of flats at Bangalore was also complete and now I was owner of two fully furnished flats in Bangalore. It took away almost 20 million of my money which I received from my mother’s trust. I called one packer and mover firm to shift my belongings to Bangalore and myself took a flight to Bangalore and saying a Good Bye to my old city, reached to Bangalore. I checked in a hotel and then called the property dealer who took me to my flats. They were nicely furnished and decorated with all the required amenities fitted with air conditioners. I asked for one change. I needed a door between the master bed rooms of both the flats and that too in such a way that the door is covered by some decent paintings on both the side so that with moving the painting, the door is opened. &lt;br /&gt;This was also done in next 3 days and my new flats were now ready to shift. My packer and mover also shifted my belongings and that was not much. My clothes, shoes, books, my computer and a few more things were all that I received. &lt;br /&gt;So one fine day, I left the hotel and shifted to my new flat. I made a search and soon got a nice middle aged lady as a maid to clean my flats and cook the food for me. &lt;br /&gt;Though I was a multi millionaire now but I decided to keep my profile to a higher middle class person for next few months till I get to know local roads and city and persons.&lt;br /&gt;One flat I kept for Amit, my male self and another for Amita, my female self  ... as my twin sister. &lt;br /&gt;I started buying girl’s fashion magazines and then started shopping for Amita. At first I started with lingerie and few salwar suits and few churidar suits. After two purchases only I came to know about my exact size for lingerie and ladies suits. I also purchased some makeup and started practicing them in my flat. Soon I found that I am able to do a nice, may not be decent, makeup and appears to be passable as a girl.&lt;br /&gt;One thing from my past remained to tell you. While remaining at my uncle’s home with my cousin sisters, we use to talk a lot and play together like brother and sisters long before I developed passion for crossdressing. During this time, many a time I use to mimicry their voices to tease them and slowly I got my voice near to their female voice. Then my sisters also took interest in it and encouraged me to mimic their voices. They used to enjoy it by using me over telephone from some guys from their classes and some time to tease their girl friends. As such I was having a good practice to speak in female voice with all ups and downs and the way girls use to speak. My own male voice was not cracked so far.&lt;br /&gt;Though I was 18 yrs. old but still did not show marks of any body or facial hairs except very thin hairs on my wrists like any normal girl and a few scattered hairs line of light brown color on my upper lips. As such I was thinking to give it a try to move out like any normal girl in broad day light. &lt;br /&gt;Before going out as a girl, I first decided in what life I will like to have and move ahead. I decided few things for myself. First was about my further education. I decided to go ahead for M.C.A. (Master in Computer Applications) degree as my male self as by now my results of graduation examination has come and I passed my B.Sc. in Computer Science with flying colors getting 80% marks. As such my M.C.A. course will need another two years and I decided to do it through some nice private institute where my daily attendance is not a must.&lt;br /&gt;Second I decided to get more and more information and knowledge about female hormones and start using them to block male developments in my body. For this I started surfing internet and getting knowledge of hormone medicines which consist of female hormones as well male hormones blockers. Web sites gave me knowledge of such hormones but with a warning always to take the hormones under medical supervision. I was not in any hurry and always used my wisdom to move ahead. As such first I practiced for a nice a normal make up for a young teenaged girl. My own hairs by now were up to my neck just above my shoulders. So one fine day I dressed as a girl, ladies wrist watch in one hand and two bangles in other hand, a neck chain, clip on ear studs, payal, all nails painted in red, light makeup and lipstick and 2 inch high heels I stepped out of my flat. Before coming out I watched my self in full length mirror of my room and was satisfied that I can pass as a girl. My first encounter was with my maid who saw me coming out and locking my flat from female side. Seeing me and similarity in my face with face of Amit she became confused and stopped me and asked me who I am. Using my female voice I told her that I am the twin sister of Amit, today came to Bangalore as my brother Amit has gone out and I am here to take care and also enjoy my stay in Bangalore. I also asked her to cook the food in my flat now instead of Amit’s flat. She was already cleaning both the flats as Amit was having key of both the flats and now I was having keys of both the flats. She told me that since I am having key of both the flats, let her continue to cook food in Amit’s flat as it has all the required utensils, gas and food stuff and I will not need to establish one more kitchen in my flat. However, if I like, she will serve the food to me in my flat. I agreed and told her OK and that I will enjoy food in Amit’s flat.&lt;br /&gt;This all gave me a lot of self confidence that I am acceptable as a real girl. With the noise of clik clik of my heels I went out of building, the very first outing of Amita in this world. &lt;br /&gt;Through local news papers I was in knowledge of nice ladies beauty parlor and one of them was on the same street of my flat so I decided first to go to that parlor.&lt;br /&gt;I reached to the parlor and entered. I was welcomed by a girl at reception who asked me what services I want from them. I asked for the expert beautician from that parlor to decide what I needed. She told OK and called one lady as the chief of the beauty parlor who pointed me to come in and tell her what I want. I was using my female voice from coming out of my flat and so far I was very nice on it and that supported my girl getup, I became more confident and told that lady that I was new in Bangalore. I told that I was from a small town and never used beauty parlor services before it. I told her that I was having boy cut hairs and due to some orthodox traditions in my family I was raised as a boy and even my ears and nose has not been pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I told her that I don’t know any thing about parlor services and since now I will live in Bangalore far away from my home; I want to enjoy all required services from them. She smiled and told me that it appears that I have joined some service in Bangalore and have come out of a small town for the first time. I accepted and told her that I am a computer professional working in one M.N.C.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled and welcomed me to the world of feminism. She asked me to sit down on one chair at a desk full of various things and a wash basin on the back of chair. She tilted my chair and started with washing my hairs. She washed, dried and styled my hairs in feminine style telling me that with the growth of my hairs I will have a good volume of long hairs as my hairs are quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;She then gave me manicure and pedicure removing cuticles and giving a shape to my all the twenty nails. Then she asked me about color choice for my nails and I told her that I want a color that can stay long and suit most dresses. She gave me a bright red color telling that it’s a common color and can go with almost every dress. She started working on my face. She started with my eye brows so I told her that I don’t want thin eye brows but like a common pattern which can suit to a girl as well as a boy. She smiled and gave a nice medium shape with a very little arc to my eye brows. &lt;br /&gt;Then seeing few strands of hairs on my upper lip she threaded them and she asked me to consult to a lady doctor whose address she gave me. Otherwise I will have to go for a laser treatment and she gave me address of such a clinic which uses to give laser therapy. Then she started with my facial make up. She also kept telling me that which makeup was right for my face and how to use it step by step. Then she went on piercing my ear lobs using a piercing gun which put on nice ear studs in my both ears. She asked me whether I will like more piercing on my ears, to which I told her that later I will like to have more piercing but for now, one in each ear lob is enough. Then she wanted to pierce my nose also to which I denied and told her to keep it for later some time. She agreed and told me that now a days many young girls do not prefer to wear nose pins or nose rings. &lt;br /&gt;In all, when I was standing in front of a full length mirror, I was very happy on my new looks seeing a very pretty girl standing before me. &lt;br /&gt;I paid for the services and thanked the lady for the task of makeup she taught me. I told her that I live on the same road with my twin brother and will come again to use their services.&lt;br /&gt;She gave me a warm kiss on my forehead and we said bye.&lt;br /&gt;It all took almost 3 hrs. It was now 1 p.m. I decided to go for some more shopping and finding a nice shop of ladies wear clothes near to that parlor I went in. I selected few more dresses for me of my size and then I asked the shop keeper for some nice sari and matching blouses and petticoats. I selected 2 nice but normal medium range saris and asked for a tailor to stitch blouse and petticoat. He directed me to another nearby shop telling me that he is a nice tailor of ladies clothes. He was happy with my purchases and as such he called the tailor and asked him to work nicely for stitching my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I gave measurement for blouse, petticoat as well one salwar suit and one churidar suit of my own measurements. I also selected one long skirt with nice design from the shop and gave measurement for the matching top of the skirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again one more thing I forget to tell you is that through web site I gave online order for a pair of silicon breast forms with self adhesive back which I got and for my first outing as Amita I was using them. As such they were giving illusion of real breasts and tailor did not suspected them to be fake ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to another shop for buying some lingerie for me. That shop was having a dressing room so it made easy for me to try them and find out my correct size for a bra and panty. I purchased almost a dozen sets in different colors, designs and clothes, right from cotton, nylon and satin silk. Due to my breast forms I did not needed padded bra. But I asked for padded panty and I got a few pairs of them.&lt;br /&gt;I returned back to my flat with my both hands full of bags which I carried any way but it gave me pain in my both shoulders and arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I enjoyed a lot my first ever outing as Amita, getting a new look in beauty parlor and all shopping trip and I loved my new look. As such I worked on my computer, connected cam to it and took a few of my pictures. Then only I went to get my lunch in my brother’s flat (ha ha  ... my brother or me) and then slept for few hours before evening.  In the evening I got refreshed. Changed to another salwar suit, touched up my make up and went out. My maid servant lady met me again on the way and she just smiled and told me that my dinner will be kept in kitchen of my brother so whenever I come back, I can enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I again went for shopping in the market and again got custom made jewelry for Amita, two pair of high heels, glass bangles etc. and came with my both hands full of bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my most thoughtful night. I changed to a nighty and went to my bed. I started thinking on my day’s outing as Amita.&lt;br /&gt;I was to again go out as Amita day after tomorrow to the tailor shop for trying fitting of my blouses and dresses so I decided to remain as Amita for at least two more days. Thinking over my future, I found that it was a compulsion for me to remain in my both mode as Amit and Amita as Amit was needed up till attaining age of 25 and receiving the assets of the Trust fund set for him. There after only I can think over my full transformation and living like Amita. That means for almost 7 more years I had to live in my both modes that of a male and a female. This worried me because by that time I will develop male body and male looks whereas Amita was my passion now and it will be difficult for me to be a passable girl till that time as and when I will wish to be Amita. I decided to talk with my uncle Diwakar on this issue.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day I decided not to go out and as such I switched on my computer and started playing with different sites. In one site I got software of changing face, looks, styling hairs etc. that helps making any photo or document converted into pixels and then change them to give desired shape. I down loaded that software and it become a game for me to work on difference photos and making them from male to female and female to male. &lt;br /&gt;I scanned my own photos and all my documents of qualification from my S.S.C. to Graduation examinations and stored them on my computer. Then I played with them also just as a game and I found that I changed all of them from Amit to Amita. I also changed the photo of Amit into Amita and now I was having ids of Amita, A well qualified Amita who was a graduate in computer science. Using my laser printer I got printouts of all the documents. A transferred and stored photos of Amita to my pen drive and then I went out to find a photo shop to get photo prints of Amita’s photos and documents which contained photo of Amita on it. Soon I found a nice photographer’s shop near by and gave the work to him. He told me that next day I may come back and collect photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached back to my flat I found a team of 3 persons, one lady, two men, one of them was equipped with a camera. When I started opening the door of my flat, the lady came forward and introduced them all as the persons from Annual Census. I called them in and they started asking questions about my identity and were filling a form. Photographer also took a photo of me. Then they asked me about the resident of the other flat of Amit. I told them that flat belongs to my twin brother Amit and that Amit is out of town for few days. Knowing that I am twin sister of Amit, they started filling form of Amit also and asked me if I have any photo of Amit. I went to adjoining flat where I was having a lot of Amit’s photos so I gave them one.&lt;br /&gt;They told me to visit the census office next week and collect my and my brother’s photo id cards from Government. I thanked them and they went out.&lt;br /&gt;So now I was going to have authentic proof of Amita, a female self for all purposes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then called my uncle Diwakar on Phone and told him all about the last 2-3 days in full detail and told him that I would like to remain as Amita for rest of my life but was worried about the assets of Trust to be transferred to me after my 25th year of age.&lt;br /&gt;He told me that he wanted to see me as Amita in person and have a long talk with me to decide my future plans. He told me that tomorrow morning he will try to reach Bangalore at10 A.M. by morning flight from my city and will call me on my mobile to know exact location of my flat and meet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting with Uncle Diwakar: Next morning I got up early and decided to receive my uncle at Airport out of my love and affection towards him instead of giving him my location over phone. So I got ready as Amita nicely like an Indian girl should appear, wearing salwar suit and covering my front with a Chunni, bindi on my forehead and bangles in my hands and payal on my ankles. I took a taxi and reached to Airport before plain landed.&lt;br /&gt;After few minutes I saw uncle Diwakar coming out but oh what a surprise, Anant, son of uncle Diwakar, my class mate and my best friend was also with him. Now there was no way for me to escape or hide out and as such I kept waiting for them.&lt;br /&gt;Both of them came out, passed me giving a short look on me and they both could not recognize me. I saw uncle Diwakar taking his mobile out of his pocket and switching it on. Before he dial my number, I reached to him and bent and touched his feet. He was in surprise meanwhile I got up and in my female voice welcomed him introducing myself as Amita, his daughter. For a few seconds he was in disbelief but then he became normal and started moving with me when his son Anant stopped him and asked him to introduce me with him. Uncle started laughing and told him to have the patience till we reach to my place. He joined us silently.&lt;br /&gt;Again taking a Taxi we reached to my flat. I asked them to sit and relax for a while till I offer them fruit juice with some biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;After few minutes, conversations started. First he asked his son “does he remember his best friend Amit” When he said Yes, he asked him “do he know about twin sister of Amit”, he replied that Amit has no sister and he is the only son of his parents. Then uncle introduced me that now meet twin sister of Amit, She is Amita. Anant got a shock and in disbelief he started inspecting me from top to bottom and then all of a sudden it clicked in his mind that it was me “Amit” and now before him as “Amita”. He could not stop himself and before his father hugged me tightly and gave a kiss on my cheek. I became bright red of shame and pushed him lightly and told him to come back in his sense and sit comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Diwakar started telling me that now seeing me as Amita, hearing my voice and noticing my body language and general behavior, he is now sure that I was a girl in full except biologically and that my decision to live like a female is the right decision. He then asked me few questions and asked me about my future plan. When I told him that I want to get Masters Degree in Computer Applications and then start my own business, he asked me that I was having my previous qualification as Amit so how now I will continue my studies as Amita. I opened my computer and he saw my work of changing my photos and documents from Amit to Amita. I also told him about getting a photo identity from Census Department next week. He thought over it and told me that he do not agree to what I have done using my computer skills and that it was forgery which he will never allow. He told me that he want me to start process of changing me into a female legally with consultation of a nice doctor. He told me in details that I still have about 7 years at my hand and as soon I can go for sex reassignment surgery I will be officially declared as a female after that. He also told me that there will not be any problem in transferring assets of my Trust Funds to me after my completing 25th year of age as Amita even as Doctor’s certificate will prove that I am the same person and it will not be any fraud then. He also advised me to first go for surgery and then I can opt for getting M.C.A. Degree as Amita and it will all be legal then.&lt;br /&gt;He noticed that Anant was looking me all the time without uttering a single word, fully speech less.&lt;br /&gt;He got up and asked me about location of this place and told me that he is going out for some time to use his local contacts as he don’t want to waste any more time so that he can return back to his city as early as possible. He asked Anant to give company to me till he returns back and went out.&lt;br /&gt;Now I gave my attention to Anant and asked him why he is sitting speechless like a dumb man. I asked him what he will like to drink or eat so that I can manage that. He came in his senses back and held my hands. Then he spoke to me. He asked me how it became possible for me to change from Amit to Amita and how so early and so convincing I am a girl now and using female voice. What compelled me to have such changes and so on? I set near him on sofa and told him to calm down and listen to me with his full attention. Then I narrated him all from beginning as to how I developed passion of cross dressing, using my sisters clothes and getting caught and then removal of me from home, getting in touch with uncle Diwakar, shifting to Bangalore and then selling all my shares to my real wicked uncle. I told him that I liked my female side most and I have decided to be a girl in real except that I will not be able to find a life partner for me and I will not be able to conceive children. For a change, I asked him to get up and took him on a tour of my both flats, arrangements made in both the flats, then I took him out of building and we went to market. I took him to tailor shop and showed him all the dresses going to be stitched for me and I also gave a trial for fitting of my clothes. &lt;br /&gt;We returned back and after entering in the flat, he hugged me and gave kisses on my cheeks. We occupied our seats on sofa again and then he started telling me that as Amit myself he always loved me as his best friend. My look as Amita has enhanced his love to me and he will happily propose me to be his wife if I agree. I bowed my head and told him to have a talk with uncle Diwakar about it. I told him that I will be most lucky girl to have such a handsome boy as my husband who is my friend also but all after my 25th year of age so that we both complete our education first and then get settled in our work.&lt;br /&gt;He assured me to have a talk with his father in night and will tell me later what the come out is. We both went in the flat of Amit from the connecting door and I went in kitchen for preparing tea for both of us. I use to prepare tea for myself from last few days only but now I was perfect in preparing tea. Seeing ‘me’ working in the kitchen, Anant remarked “that’s like a good girl” and I teased him showing him my tongue. When we were sipping our tea, the maid lady arrived again so I asked her to prepare the room for two of the guests and also prepare a nice dinner for them. She was seeing towards me with questionable eyes so I told her that the boy with me is the son of my uncle as well my best friend and that he and his father has come to stay with me for a day or two. Seeing me and Anant sitting nearby and close, she gave me a smile telling that she also liked the boy. She told Anant that Bibiji is a very good girl and that she will teach me all the house work and kitchen work. I got up raising my hand to slap her with my cheeks reddened from shame and she ran into kitchen teasing me showing her thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the evening when uncle Diwakar returned in flat. He appeared very happy. After getting fresh we three were sitting in the room and Diwakar uncle started telling his day’s activities.&lt;br /&gt;He told me that using his old contacts he found one of his old friends who is a well known doctor now and is practicing in Bangalore itself. Uncle told him all about me and that I needed medical assistance in transforming me fully into a girl. Through him he could get in touch with another famous surgeon and expert in this field. He informed that tomorrow we have an appointment with him and after that he would like to go back to his city getting any available flight. We kept talking on various aspects of my life in past, present and future wherein Anant also participated giving his own views and telling that my real uncle should be taught a nice lesson for what he has done to me and buying my full share in my company at just half of the price. He also assured me that after starting his own practice as a C.A., he will take care of my business and on this uncle Diwakar laughed and told Anant that he is moving very fast. With his experience he could know the attraction of Anant towards me much more then a friend. He saw a lust in the eyes of Anant and as such gave a smile to both of us.&lt;br /&gt;Diwakar Uncle asked me about my future plan taking care of his advice on using my female identity he gave before he left in morning. &lt;br /&gt;I started telling him my plan. I told him that I still have almost 7 years at my hand before I attain age of 25. As such first I will like to go on medical advice of the doctor and change myself officially and legally as a female. Then I will go for my Masters Degree in Computer Applications and then if time permits I will go for getting a Masters Degree in Business Management. During all these years my uncle may go for investing my money in nice investments so that after completing my education I may start my own business, my own group of companies and one day I want to see me again on top in business and prove my real uncle my worth.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle agreed to all of it and told me that now he will take care of using my funds in such a way that the day I want, I will be able to take my seat as a Managing Director of my company. He then smiled and asked me what I have thought about my marriage and have I known some nice boy for me OR he has to search for a nice boy? I got reddened again and kept my head down. Now Anant spoke and told his father what he has told to me before his returning back. He told clearly that I was always a best friend to him and he always loved me as the same. Now when I have decided to be a female, he loved me more and will like to have me as his life partner. He also told that he has already proposed me and my reply that to discuss it first with uncle Diwakar. &lt;br /&gt;Diwakar uncle was very happy to hear all this and told me and appreciated me that I am really a good and sensible girl who love and respect elders. He told me that he too will like me to become his daughter-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;I got up from my seat and touched his feet. Then I told him that only on one condition I can marry Anant. What is that condition, asked Diwakar uncle and Anant simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;I told them that though I will be a girl in almost every sense to keep please Anant but I will never be able to give him fatherhood and as such he will have legal right to marry another girl and should marry one more girl who can give birth to his children. I told them that this way I will also enjoy motherhood of a child.&lt;br /&gt;They did not agreed to it and told me that we can adopt child as and when we want but I strongly disagreed to it and told them that I want my own child from my would be husband and only way for him is to get second marriage with a nice girl who can agree to live with me as first wife of his husband. &lt;br /&gt;After a lot of discussion between father and son, they both agreed and Diwakar Uncle (now he was going to be my father-in-law) told us that he will try his best to find some nice girl for Diwakar who will agree to accept me as her elder sister. &lt;br /&gt;Then I told them that my marriage will only be ceremonial after my completing age of 25, completion of my education and my taking charge of my own business. As well, to give sufficient time to Anant to complete his C.A. and settle down in his profession and earn a good name.&lt;br /&gt;They both agreed to it and uncle Diwakar told me that after my achieving full female status, he will declare this new relation by performing some ceremonies.  We all smiled and I again took blessings of Diwakar Uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day early morning we all got ready to reach the doctor at the appointed time of 9 A.M. As soon we all reached to hospital, doctor called us in his consultancy room. Leaving Anant outside me and Diwakar uncle went in and the doctor asked to Diwakar uncle where the boy to be examined is? I told him in my female voice that I am the boy on which he smiled and told me that hey girl, please do not try to tease him and in no way I can be a boy willing to get transformation as a girl as I was already a girl. Diwakar uncle then convinced him that I am a boy and it’s really me need a full transformation. &lt;br /&gt;It took almost an hour for conducting various examinations and taking samples of my blood and some body fat and skin. Doctor then told me that some results will be available by tomorrow only but he is sure that I am a fit case for full sex reassignment surgery and that day after tomorrow he will like to meet me again and start my medication. He also told uncle Diwakar that there is now no need of his presence and he may go back to his city. He assured uncle Diwakar that he will take full care of me from now onwards as it will be an honor for him to help such a beautiful girl. &lt;br /&gt;We greeted him and went out and then we all three decided to go for a brunch as the flight was at about 2 PM. We enjoyed a heavy breakfast in a nice restaurant, went back to flat and taking the luggage of both of them, started moving for Aerodrome. They both got tickets for my old city in current booking and again touching feet of Diwakar uncle and hugging Anant, we said a bye to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way all my fate was decided in moving towards a nice future for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day more, results of my tests in hospital came available and I was found a fittest case for surgery. Medicines were prescribed for me and I was told that it will take a complete year for me to remain on medicines and then only I will be operated. Again it will take a minimum of 3 months for me to get accustomed to my new female parts and then I will get to be declared as a female officially.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor then issued me official certificate that I was boy under transition to a girl and that I will live as a female now onward and can apply for a new I.D. as Amita legally. When I told him about the census persons from government and that I will get a legal document as a girl next week, he again issued a latter in the name of concerning authority of Census Deptt. Explaining my condition and mark me as female if the rules permit.&lt;br /&gt;As such all was settled nicely. I started my medicines consisting of male hormone blocker and dosage of female hormones. I got my census card and then I applied for a driving license and got it soon. &lt;br /&gt;Now officially I was able to remain and move as a girl so I started thinking to start my M.C.A. course. I decided to complete first year of the course before my surgery and dropping just a semester I could start final year of the course. &lt;br /&gt;I became a full time girl and got busy in my education. Life went on pleasantly and during this period some time uncle Diwakar and some time Anant kept visiting me and knowing about my day to day routine. My bank account was raising and I never felt any difficulty in my financial matters.&lt;br /&gt;Changes started appearing in my body after 3 months of medication and I started developing my own real breasts, wide hips and soft skin. Light hairs I had on my arms and upper lip fell down and never grew again that added to my beauty more. I kept visiting beauty parlor once a month and saw that I was now having my own nice and thick hairs in a female cut just below my shoulders. &lt;br /&gt;I also learned a lot about cooking, taking care of house and did some courses in Home Science, Tailoring and Knitting. As such I became a very busy girl. Time passed away like this and then time came for my surgery. Uncle Diwakar and Anant both were with me at hospital for 3 days when I was discharged from hospital.&lt;br /&gt;The lady made became my full time servant and she also behaved like my elder sister and a local guardian when I told her truth about me just before going to hospital for surgery. She became my teacher also educating me in all fields of womanhood and teaching me how to become a good wife and a good lady of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One nice day I got the news that my real uncle is in heavy loss. He got his both daughters married and for this he selected boys from very rich families much higher to his own status and for this he withdrew money in bulk from his business. He also failed to take care of business as it was being done at the time when my father was alive. All this resulted in declaring him a bankrupt and he lost all his money and prestige.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Diwakar and Anant both were having full vigil on it and were purchasing shares of the companies when they were at low prices in share market. They both also worked in getting employed old and trusted employees of my old group of companies. Soon they established a nice group of companies in the name of my father and I was in Board of Directors with my female name. I completed my M.C.A. and M.B.A. examinations and most successfully earned my both degrees. It was still one more year remaining in my completing age of 25 so I started setting up offices of my companies in Bangalore and employing the right persons to take care, my business was flourishing like any thing. &lt;br /&gt;I was officially and legally a woman since last many years on all records of my companies and soon in the meeting of Board of Directors and thereafter meeting of general shareholders I was elected and declared as Chairman cum Managing Director of my own group of companies which was a little bigger from its earlier state when my father was still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day I told uncle Diwakar to get the house of my father in my old city renovated in a nice house as I now wanted to shift back to my old city and take charge of my companies as CMD. After a few months I shifted back to my old city in my own house which was having sweet memories of my beloved mother and father. Anant was also settled in his own practice as a renowned C.A. &lt;br /&gt;Now time is coming nearer of my attaining age of 25 so one fine day uncle Diwakar came to visit me and asked me about proceeding towards my marriage with Anant and that if I was still in the same liking with Anant. I just nodded and without uttering a single word from my mouth gave him my consent to move forward. Only then I spoke to him that whether he remember my condition for second marriage of Anant after my marriage with him and he told me that let you enjoy one year of married life and then he will obtain legal permission for second marriage of Anant on the basis of my medical reports to be unable to conceive a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time went on nicely. I am now married and known as Mrs. Amita Anant, CMD of my group of companies, elder sister of a very sweet girl (a well educated girl from a middle class family) whom I loved most and she gave birth to three children, two male and one female. I am now Badi Amma (Elder/Big mom) of the children and we all are living a very happy life. Uncle Diwakar is now just a consultant to all of us as head of our family. Anant is busy in his own practice as C.A., I am busy in taking care of my group of companies and Mugdha, my sister and second wife of Anant is busy in taking care of family and growing children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      *****  END  ***** &lt;br /&gt;Note by author: The main characters of this story are still alive. Amita is enjoying status symbol in the society. She got many awards for being a most successful business woman and is declared WOMAN OF THE STATE by State Government. 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main maza leta mra jab dil karta mein uske ghar chala jata oir we enjoy this ik din us maine upni iccha batayee to wo bola dresses almariah mein mom ki dal lo jo tumhara dil kare&lt;br /&gt;maine almarih kholi issme saree thi par bandhani nahin aati thi salwar kameej khula bahut tha maine dala par mmaza nahin ayya&lt;br /&gt;tabhi neeche ki taraf dekha to aunty ki sandles padi thi sleeper the maine dal liye bahut accha lagafir main kuch hor dalna chataa tha&lt;br /&gt;sesshe ki drawer mein kutch churiyan padi thi maine dal li m tabi mera friend bola bus main kuch na bola fir bola tu meri wife banega maine kaha haan to theek hai&lt;br /&gt;aaj se tera naam naam hai shweta my wife fir usne land chusaya or animals ki tarah koda karke choda mujhe us din wo bahut aggresive tha maine bahut maza kiya us din fir main ghar mein bhi moke ki talash mein rahta tha aksar mein sister ki sandles pehnata kabhi mummy ki churiyan or sandles ik din mujhe bra mili main isse le ke friend ke pass gaya orpehan li wo khus tha hal ki yeh khuli thiusne picche se ghanth laga di&amp;nbsp; main jhuk gaya or chudne laga bahut maza aa raha tha ki tabhi darwaza khula uski mummy aa gayee thi kaam se unhone dekha humein main naga tha guda mein land chadda hua tha or wo mere picche tha wo ruk gaya main dar gaya&lt;br /&gt;aunty ne dekha or muskrani lagi muskarati hui bahr chali gayee jaldi se kapde pehne or bahr chala gayee jab main gaya aunty hassne lagi sorry maine disturb kar diya sorry aunty no enjoy it wo fir hasne lagi i m felt sorry its ok&lt;br /&gt;jab meinkafi dino tak frined ke pass nahin gaya to wo mere ghar aya or bola kal mummy papa bahr jayenge enjoy lenge maine kaha accha hum milengemain sam ko hi pahunj gaya to aunty uncle bahr khedde the nikal hi rahe the uncle car meinthe aunty car mein se nikli or boli main busy hoon beta accha tum yeh dal lena dresses main a ke kharid dungi its ok tumhare friend ne mujhe sab bata diya hai maine samman pakda nahin or chl a ayaa fir mein diost se nahin mila 7 days ke baad aunty mujhe raste mein mili or boli main tumhre ghar aungi kis liye tumse milna hai saam ko park mein mil lena ok 7 pm i was met with aunty tum apne friend se milne ki liya kyon nahin gaye mujhe sab pataa hai kya dreses pehnana koi wrong thing nahin mere husband bhi to dalte hai what yes u want to s them ok i willl c u kal tum mere satth hotel chloge fir tumhe dekhati hoon hum bahne ses hotel mein dono chlle gaye aunty ne mujhe bathroom mein ghusaa diya or bola is surakh mein se sab dekh lena then uncle came he is withsi\ome one then aunty naked him come on my sweety aunty ne use churiya anklets bindi lalli sarre chunri usse achhi tarah se saja diya or boli sandle dalega wo bola yes ye 4 inch ki heel thigolen colur ke sandles dekh ke mera mannn kutch karne laga tabhi unty chair par baith gayee or boli come on boss wo tyarr hai ik addmi naga ho kar ayya or bola le meri chamk chalo muh mein le wo neeche baitha cd or muh mein le liya 10 minutes ke baad usne usse table par koda kar liyasaree upper uthayee or chadi uttar di chutron ki beech mein thoda sa soap lagaya chutron pe bhi laga diya achi tarh se for jor dar dhakka mara wo cd chilayya chod do ucle mar jaunga junga nahin jaungitera namm hai sunita fir usne uski gand marni suriu kard di jor jor se yeh kya ussne table cd ne pakad rakhi thi or bol rahi thi nikal de mera paani aaj sara mera raja ayye mar gayee mar jor jor se chod de mujhe mein randi hoon laga jor jor ka jhatka ayyee uyeee maaan oh oh oh ouch ouch 30 minutes ke baad usne use choda cd muh khol ke necche bath gayee usne uska saraa gum pe liya 10 minutes ke baad wo fir land chusne laga fir usse koda kar ke means tutty pe muh laga wa ke choda wo fir maza lena lagafir wo chale gaye aunty ne bahr nikal or boli maza ayya main kuch na bol or chalaa gayya&lt;br /&gt;continued&lt;br /&gt;kaurrani408@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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I am in my forties now. I am happy married woman living with my husband and two children, one a boy and another girl.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from my happy family life I am most successful Business Woman. &lt;br /&gt;I am Managing Director of a group of companies dealing in Manufacturing and exporting various items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, till my age of 15th I was a handsome and charming boy named Sunit&lt;br /&gt;Gupta. I was only son of my parents and I enjoyed very pleasant life. I was born with all facial charms of my mother. She was a very fair colored and most beautiful lady, inteligent and talented one.&lt;br /&gt;My father was from a business family having a brother younger by 2 years then him. They both loved each other very much and were successfully running their own big business. My uncle was having one daughter. Her name is Shivani. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life till I was 11 yrs old was good. But I always missed my father who remained utmost busy with his business and foreign tours for most of his life leaving me alone with my mother who parented me both as a mother and a father. My father and uncle were living in a very big house, a house with a big courtyard and two floors consisting of four bed rooms, Drawing, Dinning, Kitchen and Store on each floor. We lived on 1st floor whereas my uncle lived on Ground Floor. My uncle also was a very busy person as such both our families lived as one and we all loved each other like one single family.  &lt;br /&gt;I was in 6th standard then my mother was detected cancer patient and after fighting with the disease for 2 years she passed away when I had just completed my VIII standard examinations at the age of 13 years only.&lt;br /&gt;I got all the facial features of my mother with a fair skin, hazel blue eyes and&lt;br /&gt;talent. A always used to complete my course when it was in middle of the session in the class room and always topped my classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the death of my mother, my father broke down. He remained out of city for most of his time so my aunt (Kavita) and cousin sister (Shivani) took full care of me and loved me just like their own son and brother. &lt;br /&gt;My father set a trust for me with his entire share in business. My uncle was the chief trustee and it was made in such a way that as and when I need any money I will get it and after my attaining age of 21 years, all the assets will be transferred to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in X standard preparing for my secondary examination, in the month of October my father died due to a road accident in UK. Once again I was in deep grief and as a result I fell sick. I almost broke down and fall serious ill. Till this time I never fancied wearing girl’s dresses or living like a girl. But the destiny kept playing its role with me and soon I was turned into a girl and faced the world as a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How it all started &lt;br /&gt;After the death of my father, I was in grief and then fell serious sick. It was time for submitting examination forms for my secondary examinations. My sister Shivani and I were in same class. We were of almost equal age and built. She helped a lot in my study and class work yet I always was on top in the class. As such she brought the examination form at home for me and asked me to sign it only and rest she will take care to complete it. A photographer was also called to take my photo for fixing it on examination form and on admission card. Before photo was taken, my sister fixed my hairs and gave me a nice shirt with floral prints on it to wear so that photo comes nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from here the story starts: While filling examination form my sister put my name as Sunit Gupta but ignored Mr. /Miss portion to cut the Miss and make it Mr. Sunit Gupta.  Then as in practice for herself instead of “Son of” she made it D/o. just a minor mistake without any intensions from her side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was the photograph of me.  Due to sad demise of my father and then my own long sickness I could not go to a hairdresser and as such my head hairs grew some long. Then again my sister fixed my hairs and that was in a feminine way as being a routine for her. Then was the floral print shirt which I was wearing. Photos also came with a small dot in middle of my eye brows just like a “bindiya” Indian girls use to fix and hairs touching my neck. None of us paid any attention to these things and my examination form was submitted in the school. As such it was all normal till my admission card was received in the month of March, just before 20 days of start of our examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During checking the forms, the clerk viewing my photo on form and finding the word “D/o” thought that its of a girl and as such he did two things … one  he ticked on “Miss” instead of “Mr.” and added “a” at the end of my name making it “Sunita” instead of Sunit. In routine, my form was also got stamped and signed by the Head Master of our school and forwarded to CBSE office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept busy in recovering my health and my studies preparing for my examination. My sister helped me with all my school work and it was not difficult for me at all to cover up as I already completed and revised my study course but still she always took care of every thing of mine being my sweet elder sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here one thing you all may know that the Secondary School Certificate is always the first and prime proof of any one’s Date of Birth and Gender which has to be carried throughout further education and life onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just before 20 days of Examinations my Admission Card arrived in School and was brought to home by my sister without noticing any thing wrong in it. She gave it to me at home and went down to her own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a look on it and at first glance I too could not notice any thing wrong in it and kept it on table. After some time I wanted to keep it safe in drawer when suddenly I saw “Miss” before my name. Then I examined it carefully.&lt;br /&gt;First shock was the photograph on it. Was it mine or of a girl? In first place though the face was mine but it appeared like a girl’s face especially with long hairs styled in a feminine way on head and a dot in the middle of my eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the word “Miss” before my name and that too written as “Sunita”.&lt;br /&gt;Finally came the second line “D/o” instead of Son of.&lt;br /&gt;Yes all it was, for sure, the Admission Card of a girl named Miss Sunita Gupta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately started crying hard and tears started flowing out of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Hearing my cry, my aunt and sister ran to my room along with few lady servants in the house and asked me what happened to me and why I am crying so hard. After some time I could get some posture and asked servants to go down and then placed my admission card in the hands of my sister telling her that what she has done. &lt;br /&gt;Again she could not notice any thing wrong but then I invited her attention to my picture and other deformities in it and asked her how it could be of mine and how I could go and appear in my examination and I again started crying hard.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile my sister could feel every thing wrong and then told to her mother all about it apologizing for what has been done by her and that all was not at all with any intensions but as a routine for her being a female. &lt;br /&gt;They both hugged me hard and my aunt consoled me a lot and told me that crying is no solution and that we should sit calmly, discuss the things and arrive at some conclusions. &lt;br /&gt;Some later she told Shivani to go down and take care of other work in house and then hugged me tightly again and kissed on my forehead making me calm down. We started discussing all the pros and cones of the matter and it came to an end with certain possibilities …&lt;br /&gt;One … She will contact school authorities to get the things rectified in the admission card.&lt;br /&gt;Two … If not possible, I will have to skip the examination and reappear next year with real me details and photograph. This way I will have to loose one year of my carrier and all my study will go in vain.  &lt;br /&gt;Three … I should appear in examination as a girl. This way we will have time of another 2 months till the results of the examination come and even then I can decide to skip further admission and reappear as male myself in next years secondary examination.&lt;br /&gt;As such my aunt decided the first option first and asked me to remain calm&lt;br /&gt;till she returns back from the school.&lt;br /&gt;Without telling a word to Shivani about where she is going, just told her to take fullest care of me till she returns. As soon she went out, Shivani came to my room and at first she made me swear that I will not cry again and take her talks in very easy and helpful way. She affirmed that she won’t tease me and her whole talk will be taken as a positive solution and in smiling spirits.&lt;br /&gt;She too was feeling guilty for what has been done by her and as such she started feeling sorry again and again. &lt;br /&gt;She summoned the photographer and asked him that from where and how the dot in middle of my eyebrows came in picture. Poor photographer apologized for the mistake and explained that it was not his fault and the dot mark has appeared due to some manufacturing defect in the photo paper and went away.&lt;br /&gt;Then Shivani told me why I had not taken proper care of my hairs before photo was clicked.  Had   I taken some care of my hairs by properly combing them myself in a boyish style, my photo could have some decent one of a guy and not like that of a gal.&lt;br /&gt;Finally she started weeping admitting her mistake in not marking me as Mr. and then marking D/o instead of Son of. She explained that without any ill motives, just as a routine for herself, she marked it D/o. I had to console her and stop her weeping any more.&lt;br /&gt;Then started her giggles telling me that I should try some of her dresses and for sure I will be quite passable as a girl but will appear as a beautiful girl. She admitted that she will like to have a sweet sister with her more then having a brother as she always missed a sister to her much more then any thing else. After some time, she returned to her room and I also started feeling some what relaxed and thinking all over again.&lt;br /&gt;Till this time my decisions was not to dress like a girl and skip the examinations. I never wanted to be a girl and was most happy being a male self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt Kavita : &lt;br /&gt;I reached the school and enquired about availability of Head Master. I found him in his office room and he immediately invited me in. I told him all that has happened and showed him the admission card his office has delivered to us.&lt;br /&gt;Headmaster knows Sunit very well as Sunit was always a topper and was expecting that he will again top in Secondary Examinations and will keep the banner of his school high despite of the shock of death of his father and his prolonged sickness.  He as such took the matter seriously and first he called the clerk who dealt with the Application Form.&lt;br /&gt;Poor clerk told that with the photo on form and with D/o before father’s name, any one will take it as the form from a girl and with every good sense and for helping a student he made the appropriate corrections as keeping it “Miss” and adding “a” in end of name “Sunit”. In broad it came out that it was a BIG MISTAKE on part of school administration that without checking office records, some corrections were made and then the form was verified by the head of school by putting his signatures and stamp on it.&lt;br /&gt;Headmaster immediately phoned to CBSE Secretary and told him all that has happened and that it’s a matter of saving or spoiling one full year of a most talented student of his school. The Secretary of CBSE after a brief consultation and gathering some information clearly showed his inability to do any favor as all the preparations for conducting examinations has been done. Roll numbers are already allotted keeping the girls in one group and the boys in another group. He also told that this time they have managed separate examination centers for boys and girls so that all the girls are at all girls’ center only and boys at another place for examinations.&lt;br /&gt;Headmaster also apologized for what has happened and told me clearly that if Sunit agrees to appear in examination as Sunita, he should be informed so that he can make necessary corrections in school records for Sunit to make him Sunita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to my home I thought a lot over the whole situation. At one end I found it proper to let Sunil appear as Sunita for examinations (for almost 20 days) and at other hand I was also feeling happy to get another daughter with me for at least few days and teach her some girly things and manners.&lt;br /&gt;As such I reached back to home deciding to convince Sunit to play as Sunita for some days but not forcing him to do so. The positive thing was that if Sunit appears in examinations as Sunita, full two months will be in our hand to decide what to do in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunit         &lt;br /&gt;My aunt came to my room as it was almost evening time and started telling me what she did in the school and what the results were. Hearing her I just wanted to cry again when my aunt consoled me again and asked me to control myself and instead of crying, give a thought to the matter in the night from every angle and convey her my decision in next morning and not to tell any thing to Shivani on this matter. She told me one most appealing thing that I have always accepted the challenges in my life and have come out most successfully so far so I should accept it as a challenge because living a girl’s life is much more tougher then living as a male in this society and destiny has thrown this challenge on me to accept the life of a girl for few days and emerge out as a most successful girl.   I agreed and went down as normal as I could be for watching some television and having my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;In night I could not sleep properly up to midnight and gave proper thought to every aspect. My brain told me to appear in the examinations fully prepared, may it be as Sunita, feel the world as a girl also as it is not going to change me genetically into a girl, accept this challenge of life also and emerge out most successfully. My heart though not accepted for mere fear of what others will tell about me.. a sissy boy .. Or else how all, and in particular my aunt and sister will accept me as a girl?? &lt;br /&gt;In the end I arrived at the firm decision to accept the challenge and prove my worth and capacity as a girl also. Then I fall asleep for rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Changes started    &lt;br /&gt;This fine morning I woke up nicely with a determination and a sweet smile on my face, got freshened and before I go down for having a cup of O.J. (Orange Juice) I saw my aunt entering in my room with a smile on her face and a finger on her lips keeping me quite for a moment. She closed the door of my room and asked me to talk in a very low voice. After wishing her good morning I asked her what’s the matter is? She replied  ... She was sure that I will accept the challenge of my life as she knew my nature and has seen in past how I came out of every thing after loosing my mother, then father, not having any close friend to accompany me and that this time again I will come out with flying colors and will be a topper again as Sunita also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also smiled back and told her the she is right and I have decided to accept this challenge also. I also told her what my heart was telling me about my acceptability as Sunita to her, my sister Shivani and others who knew me as a boy. She hugged me again and told me that she and her daughter both will love to have Sunita around them to make it all girls home. Then about the lady servants not to worry as she will deal with them about it and they too will like it. Then none else knew much about me as throughout my life so far I did not have many friends in school or outside. &lt;br /&gt;She also told me the important features about living like a girl. One on top is Looks and Appearance, Second is Female Voice, and third is Behavior like walking, talking, and body language. &lt;br /&gt;Looks and Appearance: It consists on suitable dress, smart girl’s look, and difference between living in room alone and coming out before others.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that since I carry the features of my mother in full, I will emerge out as a most beautiful girl without any makeup even. Then she will teach me about appropriate dresses and other accessories to wear according to the occasion as even in normal days, day appearance and evening appearance have a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female Voice: It is another main aspect of a girl. Female voice is not just a pitch of voice but has its own vibrations and knots just like singing a song.&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky that so far my voice has not broken and with some practice it will be possible for me to achieve not only proper but a singing voice.&lt;br /&gt;She told me that for this while reading my books I have to read the books some loud enough practicing female voice. Then I have to observe girls in real life as well on television how the ups and downs in pitch arises and what remain the facial and hands action that time.&lt;br /&gt;She did not know that as a fun and relaxation I was already doing it unknowingly and has a very good control over my voice. Even some times in alone I mimicked some sing song type voices. It became just my hobby and a fun for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behavior:   She told me that she will teach a lot to me about it and I have to keep watching other ladies/girls how they walk talk and move body on various occasions and soon I will be in practice to it. She assured me that all in the house will keep helping me to attain required mannerism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally she told me that as all this requires some preparations and a lot of practice, I have now 19 full days at my hand before my examination starts and that right from today I will be changed into Sunita so that before examinations I will be fully prepared to act and behave as Sunita very confidently along with my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her last words were … “WHEN YOU STARTS AS SUNITA, FORGET ABOUT YOUR MALE SELF IN FULL AND REMEMBER THAT YOU ARE A GIRL” “If I will keep feeling inside that I am a boy, nothing will work properly and I will always be afraid of unnecessary things and as such will do more and more mistakes making it worse and if I will forget about my male self, I will be very easy and will adopt all required for a sweet girl.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smilingly agreed to all she told and determined to act upon from the very moment she asks me to appear as Sunita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going out of my room she told me to be normal to her and Shivani and act and behave like a normal boy till she declares the right time. She waved her hand and went down stairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transition  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Kavita   :  I was very much eager and exited to see Sunit transforming into Sunita and love her as my another daughter, teaching her various aspects of a girl’s life as it was all going for a minimum of 35 days for Sunit to remain as Sunita. Since last evening I was very much sure that Sunit will accept the challenge and as such started preparing for the time.&lt;br /&gt;At first I decided that it will be ME to see the Sunita first and it will be a surprise to Shivani and all others to see Sunita and even whether they all recognize her and how the accept the change ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first I managed an appointment with my beautician at my beauty parlor and I had an appointment of 11 am this morning. She was close friend of me so I told her all about Sunit and requested to take the matter in her own hands to transform Sunit into Sunita. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished all my morning routines early, had asked Sunit to get ready, went to market to shop for some required accessories.&lt;br /&gt;First I went to a dress store and bought two Churidar and one Salwar suit with matching Chunnis for a girl of age 15 with normal built. Then I purchased a ladies bag with clutch purse. Then I bought few packets of Bindis and then I went to purchase a pair of ladies chappals with moderate 2 inch heels. Then I purchased nice ladies wrist watch suitable for a girl. I then went to buy some lingerie and bought 2 pairs of simple bra and penty of size 28. I saw breast forms made of sponge in a shop and got a pair of size 30.&lt;br /&gt;Since my husband was in Canada that time, I phoned him and asked him to immediately buy a pair of real looking silicon breast forms of size 30 with adhesive and its remover and send it to me by air currier and that I will tell him all when he will be back to home next week.&lt;br /&gt;I kept all my purchase in a pack in my car and proceeded to home. Then I called for Sunit to come down and go with me as it was approaching the time for beauty parlor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached parlor. Immediately, my friend Nidhi, the chief of parlor came and welcomed me and Sunit. She then told me that it will take almost two to three hours to do all the work so I can either wait in reception area or go to attend some other work. I handed over the pack of my purchases this morning and left the parlor to attend some other work. I decided to shift Sunita on ground floor to a room adjacent to bedroom of Shivani so make necessary changes in the room though not much was required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nidhi&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfect beautician running this beauty parlor successfully but it was a fun for me to transform a boy into a girl. I took Sunit in one separate room and asked him to do what I say to him and don’t feel shy or embraced at all.  &lt;br /&gt;I first had a look in the packet Kavita left with me to know what it contains taking all items out of it and then selected a set of lingerie and a set of churidar and ladies chappals.&lt;br /&gt;I told Sunit to remove all his clothes without feeling embraced as a full body inspection is required for his transition. Sunit then got fully necked and I inspected him from all angles. I inspected his whole body for unwanted hairs and found that he do not have any body hairs except very few just like any normal girl may have. No facial hairs were seen. His eye lashes are very nice for a girl. Color of eyes is also very suitable for a girl. His eyebrows need a slight work to look more feminine by giving a little arc only. His chest needed proper padding to appear like a 15 yrs. old girl. His hips are quite broad and most feminine for a girl of his age.&lt;br /&gt;As such not much work was required to do except a nice hair cut and style, manicure, pedicure, facial, a very light makeup and painting all the nails.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Sunit to wear the panty and then his jeans and shirt again and come and sit on the stall outside.&lt;br /&gt;It took almost a little less then two hours to set his hairs, give him facial, manicure, pedicure and painting all the 20 nails. He was then again taken to the separate room and I gave him bra to wear and helped him in it. Then I inserted breast forms in the bra and adjusted the bra straps. During all this process I keep telling him how to comb his hairs and how to wear bra properly etc. Before a light makeup I wanted to dress her in full as such I asked him to wear the Churidar suit which I selected for his first dressing.&lt;br /&gt;Then I asked (not now him) her to wear ladies chappals and wrist watch.&lt;br /&gt;So far she was not allowed to look into a mirror; without any makeup; a most beautiful girl was standing before me.&lt;br /&gt;Then I started her makeup with Mascara, Eyeliner, some rose to highlight cheek bones and lipstick. I noticed her in full and need to add some thing more. I went out and managed to get a neck chain and clip on ear studs (though artificial and cheap but nicely designed) and put on them to Sunita.&lt;br /&gt;I was done and now was the time to present her before herself, Kavita and all others in the parlor and outside open world. &lt;br /&gt;One thought came to my mind and I asked Sunita to remove her churidar and panty for a while. Then I did one trick, I pressed her balls inside her skin, pushed her Adams apple pressed in the skin in such a way that it will not be painful for her and then put a sanitary napkin over it and raised back her panty. This gave a nice female flat front look to her. When she raised back her churidar I slipped my hand over her crotch area and found all fine feeling. &lt;br /&gt;I earlier gave a call to Kavita and asked her to reach back to parlor and see how her girl has appeared. &lt;br /&gt;Kavita&lt;br /&gt;While Sunit was in parlor I went to a room decorator and furniture service shop and asked them to visit my house and do all required things completed as early as possible. Upon inspection of the room, the decorator told me that not much is required to be done then that of some minor adjustments and a little decoration and all will take only two hours and the room will be ready.&lt;br /&gt;As the work in room was about to complete I got a call from parlor to reach back and as such I got freshen up again and changed to a nice sari. By then the decoration work got completed so after settling the bill, me and the decorator persons left the house. &lt;br /&gt;After reaching parlor and waiting for a few minutes, I was called in and their came out one cutest young girl. &lt;br /&gt;First she was made to turn to a full length mirror and see herself as Sunita for the first time. Only one word came out of her lip that IS IT ME AUNT? And of course all in the parlor clapped and told her that yes she is the girl Sunita, another daughter to her aunt. And I started crying when she replied that now not aunt but my Mummy Kavita. She told that she is Sunita and I am her mommy. &lt;br /&gt;Wowwww, what a stunning beauty came out and was standing with me. With all the facial features of her mother she was looking so familiar to me and when she told that she is my daughter now I became proud of my new daughter. &lt;br /&gt;Yes ofcourse she was not at all recognizable as Sunit any more so I thought to present her before my daughter Shivani so I phoned her to go to her school, meet the headmaster and get a certificate from him that the girl in photo affixed and signed on this certificate is the regular student of class X of his school and will be appearing in the Secondary School Examinations to be held this year, so that Sunita don’t have any trouble at the examination center during examinations. I also told her that we will fix the photo of Sunita later on the certificate. When Shivani started to talk more on this, I stopped her and told her that we will talk more after her returning back.&lt;br /&gt; I guessed that the time Shivani will take to go to school and come back with certificate will be sufficient for us to return back to home after doing some more tasks in the market.&lt;br /&gt;After settling the parlor bill, we went out to our car. I wanted to talk with her a lot about how she is feeling but decided to let her enjoy her feminity in full and then I will talk with her about it.&lt;br /&gt;We then proceeded towards a jeweler’s shop where I got her ears and nose pierced. Three piercing in each ear and one in nose. All was done with gun piercing and filled with Golden studs and dangling ear rings in the lower holes of both the ears. All to suit on a girl like her. I also purchased a nice gold chain with a small pendent in it and removing the earlier chain I put it on her. With this simple addition of earrings, nose pin and chain in neck she &lt;br /&gt;looked much more beautiful now. &lt;br /&gt;Then came the Bangles shop and I asked the shopkeeper to put few Bangles on her wrist.&lt;br /&gt;I was in surprise and utmost disbelief seeing Sunita walking from Car to Shop and back to Car at all the places in a very girly manner but kept mum till she talk with me at home.&lt;br /&gt;I also got a call from School that required certificate will be given to Shivani within few minutes and that Shivani will be back to home soon after that.&lt;br /&gt;All this time Sunita kept mum and didn’t spoke a single word.&lt;br /&gt;We reached our home and Sunita entered in the house with me holding the bag of all the girls’ item remained in the packet I left at parlor. She now kept her ladies purse on her shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;Only two lady servants were at home that time so we entered and set in drawing room to relax and asked servant to prepare two glasses of cold drink for us. And then came a loud shout from the door … “not two but three” and she was Shivani. &lt;br /&gt;Shivani came in and saw the girl sitting with me and told Namaste to Sunita without recognizing her, just out of normal curtsy. Then she turned towards me and asked me “mommy, who is this ravishing beauty? Please introduce me to her.” I replied “I think you know her”. Meanwhile I saw Sunita got up and hugged Shivani very tight from behind and told her that she was her sister. Astonishingly her voice was that of a female and still Shivani could not recognize her and felt embraced in tight hugs of Sunita. Then Shivani turned towards Sunita, kept looking to her face and then expression of disbelief appeared on her face with her mouth wide open. After pausing for a minute (it seemed like hours) she shouted IS IT YOU SUNIT?? A cute smile appeared on face of Sunita and Shivani started shouting and dancing with Sunita but still in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;I had to intervene and asked them to be comfortable and sit on sofa properly to have a nice talk. Shivani obeyed me and took Sunita hand in hand to sofa and asked her “Sunita, were you ever a boy? How does your voice changed so feminine and how you managed to look so cute, smart and sexy? Ohhh, hundreds of question came out of her spontaneously. I was also astonished seeing a quite confident Sunita so early and more that her voice was almost a singing voice of a girl as if she were practicing of all that for long and was a born girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunita&lt;br /&gt;Hey Shivani, my god, how can I reply your such big questions? One by one darling sister. I saw tears of joy and happiness in her eyes. She took my hands and started moving towards her room when mummy opened the door of adjacent room and told both of us that now this is the room of Sunita and you both sit here in this room and have a nice talk. And she went away to her room leaving me and Shivani alone in now my room.&lt;br /&gt;Now Shivani asked me to stand in front of her and started inspecting me in full. Then her mouth fell open when she touched my breasts and then her hand slide towards my crotch. When she touched my crotch area from above my churidar she cried again and told how it is possible?  &lt;br /&gt; Hearing the cry of Shivani, my mummy rushed to us and asked Shivani why she was crying? For the first Shivani could not reply and dropped her face but a minute later she took hands of my mummy and put it on my churidar on crotch area. My mummy was shocked for a moment but when she too felt the flat crotch area, her mouth too dropped and then she asked me, how and what it’s all?&lt;br /&gt;My face got red and I put my eyes down and mustered the courage to tell her that it’s the work done by her parlor friend. She appeared a little shocked and then asked me to open the churidar and bring down the panty. I hesitated then she told me not to shy as we are all girls now. I obeyed her and then she inspected that area and finding what was done and it was safe, she asked me to wear my clothes again and told that it’s a well-done work by her friend. Then again she left our room. &lt;br /&gt;Shivani asked many questions on my appearance, looks and my female sing song voice. I replied in a line that only thing I did is to forget about my male self and confident in my mind for being a girl and rest appears to be a God Gift.&lt;br /&gt;She caught me by my shoulders and we were standing in front of full length mirror on my dressing. There appeared a picture of two beautiful girls and for sure I found myself as more attractive and sexy looking then my sister.&lt;br /&gt;I also noticed that I appear elder to her and she too noticed it and told me that she is now jealous of me for being such a cute, sexy and big girl but at the same time she is proud of having such a ravishing beautiful sister to her. Then she told to me that tomorrow will be all girls shopping day and that she will help me in selecting a full wardrobe of clothes and accessories of my own. Then we cuddled down on the bed and fall asleep immediately.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening when we wakeup after a short sleep, we smoothened our dresses, got freshened and came out to the drawing room area. Soon after door bell ringed and I preferred to open the door myself and saw a young lady with a case in her hands standing on door asking for my mummy.&lt;br /&gt;I welcomed her in my girly voice and requested her to sit on sofa meanwhile I will call my mummy. I preferred first to offer a glass of orange juice and a glass of OJ to Shivani also and went in to call my mummy. Mummy came out and welcomed to her friend introducing her to us telling the she is Dr. Chitra, her old friend from college days who is now practicing in our city as a Plastic Surgeon as well a gynecologist as she was possessing two degrees that of a gynecologist and a plastic surgeon. Then she introduced me and Shivani as her daughters. Dr. Chitra knew Shivani well and also new that Shivani was the only daughter of my mummy, she had a question mark on her face about me looking towards me. We all set in drawing room and my mummy started to tell her all about me as “who” I am and how I was made to be a girl. Dr. Chitra now took charge and told my mummy that I am a very cute girl full of girly manners welcoming her nicely and offering her a glass of OJ before calling mummy and I have a nice girly voice and body movements also. She told that still she is not able to believe that I am not a girl at all. She was also surprised to see my appearance and hear my voice.&lt;br /&gt;Then my mummy took her into her room and told her what she felt and saw on my crotch area and does it has any solution in better way. She also told Dr. Chitra that all she wants to be done is for my comfort and safety and that too temporary one for about a month till my examinations are over so that I should feel quite comfortable with other girls even while in girls facility area.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Chitra agreed and fixed an appointment of next morning - 9 am to inspect me in her hospital and do whatever will be best for me.&lt;br /&gt;It was my mummy who called her friend Dr. Chitra after seeing my crotch area and had a thought to consult to a doctor to have things fixed properly to my comfort and safety. Then Dr. Chitra left for her hospital duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we assembled in dinning area, my sister Shivani declared that tomorrow will be a shopping day for girls but my mummy interrupted her saying that I have an appointment fixed for tomorrow morning 9 am in the hospital of Dr.Chitra and rest depends on all what she says and does. And if I am in a position to move, we all will go for shopping, otherwise Sunita has a few required things with her to pass for a day or two and rest Shivani will share her things with Sunita.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;This way day first of myself Sunita went on. I bid Good night to my mummy and Shiavani and went to my room. Shivani stopped me for a moment and gave me one beautiful night gown of her to wear in night. Though she wanted to stay with me and talk a lot more but visualizing that all my full day activity has made me some tired, went to her room.&lt;br /&gt;I changed in nightgown and went to sleep immediately I went to my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Two of Sunita &lt;br /&gt;Next morning I got up early, got freshen up, took bath and started wearing dress. I felt some difficulty in wearing bra but then I remembered what Nidhi Madam taught to me at parlor and then it was easy for me to wear bra, insert breast forms and adjust bra straps. Today I decided to wear Salwar Suit. I tried to tug in my balls and penis as yesterday Nidhi Madam did but I was not successful in it so I just pressed them a little in my skin and covered the area with another napkin that Nidhi Madam gave to me. &lt;br /&gt;I tried to comb and style my hairs and was successful in achieving a better look. Now for the makeup part, I wish to try but then I kept it for my sister to help me and do it. All my ear rings, nose pin and chain and bangles were already in place.&lt;br /&gt;Actually now is time to tell you all, how I felt as a girl since I was transformed at parlor, then in market shopping, at jewelers shop and while wearing bangles for the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;Two days before I never thought a little bit even to wear a girl’s dress, have a make over at ladies beauty parlor and look like a girl. Then the things started moving very fast and I took the decision to become and act perfectly as a girl and accepting it as a challenge I gave it my full confidence and forgot in total that I was ever a boy. Then my fun playing with different female voices earlier just for mimicry and fun sake, I got more confidence to feel like a perfect girl. I was sure of my appearance like a most beautiful girl as I was having my mother’s facial similarity. &lt;br /&gt;Even though, the time I passed in a ladies beauty parlor, my makeover by a lady, then getting my ears and nose pierced, then wearing ladies heals and finally the great sound of glass bangles in my hands, my outing as girl in open and getting a most lovable mommy and a sweet sister, all in a single day was most fascinating to me. To be true in one sentence “I ENJOYED IT WHOLE HEARTEDLY.” &lt;br /&gt;As such I came out of dream situation and went out of my room towards kitchen to get some tea or coffee for me. When I was entering in the kitchen, I heard a voice of lady servant, “Miss sahiba” You are ready so early? Tell me please, what you want? A cup of Tea or Coffee or else and please sit, I will bring one for you. It was very pleasant in early morning to be addressed and accepted as “Miss”. I told her that I want a cup of some strong coffee with normal sugar and went back to my room. Soon after a few minutes, my mummy and sister both entered to my room. We wished Good Morning and they too set in my room. They had not taken bath yet but got up, got fresh and awaiting a cup of coffee for them too.&lt;br /&gt;Looking to me and finding that I am ready, my mummy asked me that had I taken my bath. Why a got up and got ready so early? Could I sleep well in night and is all right with me?  I told her that mummy please don’t worry. Every thing is fine with me. I got a good sleep and I am habitual to get up early in the morning. I am not fully ready yet as I need some help in getting my makeup done and asked her “Are my hairs well styled and combed?” My mummy tried to getup but my sister stopped her and told that first we should enjoy our coffee and then she will help me getting my hairs done again and get my makeup on. &lt;br /&gt;While enjoying our coffee, I reminded my mummy about the appointment with Dr. Chitra. She replied back that she will be ready well in time and Shivani will also be ready to accompany us to the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;We reached to the hospital of Dr. Chitra. She welcomed all of us and asked my mummy and sister to wait in her room and took me to inspection room.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me to not to hesitate as she is a doctor and then asked me to remove my salwar and panty. With a little hesitation I did it and she inspected my crotch area. She asked me a few questions about my sexual arousal. It was strange that in these two days, after all that happened, wearing and appearing and playing as a girl, hugging and cuddling with my sister and sleeping with her on same bad for few hours in day, nothing got me aroused as a boy or a girl. Dr. surprised on it and wanted to have a discussion with my mummy. On coming to know that my father died in recent past and I was serious sick and the situation in which I was, She took it easy and told that since I did not paid any attention to my situation, my transformation from a boy to girl and accepting all like a challenge, its nothing serious. Then she consulted with my mummy again for few minutes and then I was told that a minor work (may say a very minor surgery) is needed and that it will need two days complete rest for me and then after almost a week I will be all fine to do all my routine work. &lt;br /&gt;Dr. Chitra explained to me in detail what she wishes to do with my genitals. She told me that after applying local anesthesia, she will dig my balls under my skin and get it stitched.  She will then put a little cut on my skin below my penis and will put my penis under it in such a way that I will have no pain, no difficulty in peeing and from outside it will look like a female vagina. Even if I go nude to take bath and some one see me, all will think me of a female only from vaginal area at least. She also told me that she will give an injection in my penis area so that for next 15 days at least I will not get any sexual arousal.&lt;br /&gt;I told her that I want it all for only about a month so every thing must be temporary only and nothing should harm my male organs. &lt;br /&gt;She assured me that what she told to me to be done will not at all do any damage. Upon my agreeing to it, she started the process. It took almost 2 hours in Operation Theater. When all was done, I was brought out and was asked to take rest in hospital itself till evening as she wanted to keep me under observations. I was relieved from hospital at about 5 pm and as such was taken to home by my mummy and sister. Next two days I took complete rest and could not take a bath even to avoid wetness in operated area. I felt a mild pain in that area for that night only and next morning I was fine though but my mummy and sister forcefully kept me lying on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Any way, I was on my toes again after two days and then as my sister was waiting for the time, we all went for a shopping spree.&lt;br /&gt;Whole day we remained busy in shopping for almost all that a girl required. I was made known to various things from fitting, size, colors, designs in lingerie and cloth deportment, bangles and jewelry, make up, lipstick, footwear and nail varnish. We enjoyed our lunch in a nice restaurant and though I was feeling tiredness, I enjoyed it all a lot and we returned to home.&lt;br /&gt;I went to my bed and immediately fall asleep and when I woke up after about an hour or so, I found that my sister and mummy has neatly put all our purchases at appropriate places in my room. I kept telling my mummy that why so much she is spending on me as it’s only for a month to be used and then … she stopped me and told me not to worry about it. Since me and my sister were of even size, that all may be of her use. I lot of photos were also taken of individual me as well with mummy and sister. One nice photo was pasted on the certificated issued by the headmaster and I signed across it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I was a girl in open for all and with my voice, appearance and female mannerism I got more and more confidence and forget at all that I was a boy underneath. My mummy, sister, servants and every one whom we met, took me as a genetic girl and within a week I too started enjoying my feminine side. Our home became all girls home. The time flew away and came the day of starting for examinations. I and Shivani got same examination center and since our names also in the same alphabetical sequence, we got the same room thus I always had company of Shivani and we made some nice friends from other schools. While on the roads, we always got whistles from boys and road side Romeos and I learned how to enjoy it all and avoid some situation without feeling any humiliation. Every day I was learning every aspect of female life and by the end of examination I felt good in remaining as a girl instead of going back as a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A MONTH IN FEMINITY EXTENDED TO TWO MORE   &lt;br /&gt;On last day of examinations after returning home, I did not tried to become a boy again and no one also asked to do so or commented on it. Again in night I was analyzing my situation.  I felt that I liked it much remaining as a girl then that of a boy. Wearing all floral print and silky dresses, jewelry, bangles, paayal (anklets), ear rings, bindi, makeup, lipstick, nail polish were all the fun and enjoyment of being a girl and also no restrictions on my movements in or out side of home. Then I felt me more close to my mummy and sister as a girl myself. &lt;br /&gt;Whereas becoming a boy again was a matter of loosing all the above and remain all alone in my room on first floor. As such I felt it better to remain as a girl for some more days. But before my mummy and sister I pretended to go back to male self. Next morning after morning routines I just put a night suit of a boy keeping all girly things in tact on my body, even brushing my hairs in same female style, I came out of my room. The first was lady servant to ask me why I have wear boy’s dress. I should go back and put a nighty. Same time my mummy came out and asked me to do so. So I went back to my room and appeared back as a girl wearing night gown. I asked for coffee for all us in my room and when my sister joined me and mummy I started telling them that since my examinations are over and there is no practical need for me to remain as a girl, I should switch back to Sunit. My sister started weeping and tears also rolled down from my mummy’s eyes. They asked me if I can remain as a girl for few more days as they loved to live with  Sunita much more then Sunit though they loved Sunit equally but living with Sunita was more pleasant and easy for them.&lt;br /&gt;I told them that after all there will be an end to it some day so why not now? &lt;br /&gt;They both told me that I am right but they want to feel Sunita with them for few more days and afterwards they have to live with Sunit for rest of the life.&lt;br /&gt;I smiled and hiding my own pleasure I accepted to remain as Sunita for some more days.&lt;br /&gt;Likewise days kept on rolling and it went for whole two months of summer vacations for Sunita to live and enjoy as a young girl. We enjoyed many outings, going for shopping. Visiting temples and offering our prayers and getting blessings from temple priests and elders like “Sumangali Bhava”. &lt;br /&gt;During these two months mummy asked me and Shivani to join her in kitchen, laundry and other womanly work at home to learn a few aspects of home science. Some time she will teach both of us stitching, sewing, knitting etc. to make us a perfect woman. We all were enjoying this time very much in our own mind setup. Mummy enjoyed it having two daughters, Shivani enjoying it having a sister and I enjoyed it living as a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT EXTENDED TO ANOTHER TERM      &lt;br /&gt; One fine day after almost two months of examinations, we got a call from our School Headmaster. He congratulated my mummy and conveyed that I am a Gold Medalist now. I have scored highest marks in three subjects and as such declared a Gold Medalist. The results will be out today in news papers but he got this information from CBSE Secretary last night. He informed that Gold Medal will be awarded to Sunita in the next 3 or 4 months and that Sunita will be invited to a ceremony at Town Hall and some state authority will present it to Sunita.&lt;br /&gt;We went for the news paper and found that I and Shivani both achieved 1st Class. Actual marks will be known only after getting our Mark Sheets. On front page of the News Paper was my photo from examination form declaring me winner of Gold Medal with my school’s name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School Headmaster:   It was a matter of joy for me to have an outstanding brilliant student who won Gold Medal and brought the name of the school high, it also created a tension on me as the Gold Medalist was Sunita and not Sunit. School record did not show any Sunita being a student of the school and other students of X class will also ask that who is this Sunita?&lt;br /&gt;I invited a meeting of few teachers of my school and discussed whole issue with them telling them due to clerical mistake it all happened and he had to pull it on to save one year of a brilliant student which ultimately brought the name of school high. It was discussed in length that as Sunita earned Gold Medal and it was to be awarded to her by some State Authority, all will be highlighted in Media also and if any one come to know the facts, it may become a big case against school and even school may have to be close down.&lt;br /&gt;Even after long discussion nothing concrete emerged out. A lady teacher came with an outcome. It was to change all school records for Sunit to make her Sunita and a girl instead of a boy. It was easy for us to do. Then&lt;br /&gt;it was matter concerning other students of school. It came out that we shall call a meeting of all the students and tell them that Sunit was actually Sunita since beginning in all school records but she was pertained as a boy Sunit for saving her own life as her parents requested for it. Some astrologer told them that this girl will live only if she is lived as a boy until her age of 15. As such school accepted it as in school records she was always a girl and only in appearance she was a boy. There was no problem from parents and relatives of Sunita as such all agreed on it and acted upon.&lt;br /&gt;In the meeting of students Sunita was also called and presented before all the students as a girl and seeing her in her full glory of a girl, every one believed every thing told to them as TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;So for school record and from school side Sunit was Sunita and a girl, not a boy. All the school staff personally thanked me and my family for supporting them as such saving the school from a big dilemma.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunita: This all became a very big issue for me and my family. Though we all were enjoying me as a girl with them but in every though and sense it was only for few months and not for ever. &lt;br /&gt;First it came to continue as Sunita for one more year till I get admission in some nice Senior Secondary School (our school was a Secondary School only), get my Gold Medal and then pass out XI class as Sunita. Then it came that if I had to continue as Sunita, it will be for two more years a minimum as I will have another certificate at Senior Secondary level only that means after two more years of study. This all became too serious matter for our consideration. I was a girl Sunita as per my Secondary School records and if in any case I have to continue my studies I will have to live as Sunita.&lt;br /&gt;Our earlier thinking that even after passing secondary school examination I may choose to reappear in it as a boy Sunit if I prefer so, was no where available now as all my school record was changed to show me as a girl Sunita and even if I prefer to reappear in secondary examination, I will have to be a girl Sunita. So this option was now not at all available to me. Then what left for me? Discontinue my studies for ever? No in no way any one of us will accept it. &lt;br /&gt;Study at home and appear as a private student in senior secondary examination as Sunit was also not possible due to secondary certificate will be issued in the name of Miss Sunita and not Mr. Sunit. A Secondary School pass certificate is a must for any one appearing in Sr. Secondary Examinations, may be even as a private student. So this option was also not available to me.&lt;br /&gt;Only thing remained now is continue as Sunita at least for two more years.&lt;br /&gt;Wohhhhhhhh, passing my secondary school examination with distinction and earning a gold medal made me live like a female for ever or atleast for two more years. And yes, only next day it came openly as a fact before us that my change as a girl was a for ever change now or I will have to discontinue my studies and become a just Secondary pass boy.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, next morning we all were sitting when Dr. Chitra arrived to us. She also knew it from local media that I have won Gold Medal in my Secondary Examinations as Sunita. She told all of us that the changed she made in my genital area were temporary one and was just for a month but we already stretched it to more then two months now. It will seriously harm my genitals now if it continued any more. She told us that if in any case I have to continue as Sunita for more period She has to first undo what she done earlier and adopt more advanced course to keep me as a girl and this advance course will definitely deteriorate my male being as some Harmon treatment and some advance surgery will be required to keep me as Sunita.&lt;br /&gt;She told openly that either I stop being a girl immediately OR decide to live as a female for ever. No other way is available as to stop me from developing as a boy she has to give me anti testerone medicines and give booster dosage to enhance level of estrogen in my body so that I do not grow as a boy but grow as a girl. She also told that my testical balls will have to removed first as it can not be keep pressed under skin for long and may cause cancer even. &lt;br /&gt;Then she left telling us to decide it in full and final and come to her hospital for further needful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entire situation was tending towards my permanent transformation to a girl. First I was to live as a girl for a minimum of two more years and who knows after that upto my graduation. That means 2 plus 3 = 5 more years. As per Dr. Chitra, living some more time as a girl may risk my life and if I decide to live life of a female, it will need more advanced permanent medical supervision.&lt;br /&gt;We three were sitting in my room and were very serious. Though we all were enjoying my being girl in a great way but no one was mentally prepared to make it a permanent one. My education needed me as a girl but medical science wanted it to make for ever or no more. We could not reach to any decision. My mummy phoned to Dr. Chitra who invited all of us at her hospital in after noon. She told to mummy that she will also invite one medical councilor so that we can discuss and decide some thing in my favor.&lt;br /&gt;IT TURNED TO BE A PERMANENT TRANSITION&lt;br /&gt;In afternoon we all arrived at hospital of Dr. Chitra where medical councilor was also available. He was narrated all about me by Dr. Chitra before our arrival so seeing us he questioned “where is the boy who need counseling?”&lt;br /&gt;When I said “it’s me” he could not believe his eyes and ears. He told you are a girl and you do not need any counseling to be a girl. So we all laughed. He was made clear that it is me only who is a boy and wanted his counseling to become a girl. He laughed and told that you don’t need any counseling as you are born to be a girl and not a guy. Then discussion started and finally I had to agree for my permanent transition to a female if at all I had to live a nice life of a well literate as a lady. Actually all we three of my family were very happy in our inner most on this decision as I liked it most to live as a girl and my mummy and my sister always liked to have one more girl with them instead of a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it was going to be my transformation to a girl for ever in my life. We were told of all the things, leading to Sex Reassignment Surgery, all during next 5 years of my education to graduate and final surgery to be performed during summer vacation in between my 2nd year or final year of graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it short, As such, when I passed my graduation examination I was a girl in every sense having my own real breasts and vagina. Actually to say I was one of most beautiful girl of my college. During my college education many boys tried to become close to me. My sister Shivani always remained with me till we completed our graduation. As always I kept my record to always top the classes and winning many more medals and cups during my college years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After college, I decided to complete my MBA whereas Shivani opted for Chartered Accountancy. When I completed my MBA, I was 23 now and my uncle transferred all the assets of my Trust to me and as such I became owner of my own business. I decided to keep it a joint business and as such all was turned to be a big company with my uncle as a Chairman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shivani was now got married and left us to her in-laws. I received a proposal of marriage from another business giant family. My uncle enquired all about the boy and family and told me to accept the proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the boy to meet me in person and I told him every thing about me. He could not believe it that I was ever a boy. He told me that he was fascinating me from my Senior Secondary School days and always knew me as a girl. He was very much pleased with my disclosure and told me that he likes me more now as myself being a true person. Only thing he enquired if I was alright in department of sexual parts and I told him that it’s all in very good and fine condition. Only thing is that I will not be able to conceive his children. To it he told me that we will see to it and either will adopt some child or try to find some surrogate mother to bear his seed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all decided then and I got married. We could also find a nice lady to bear the seed of my husband and give birth to our child. This way we now have a boy and girl as our son and daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have now a very big business and I am the Managing Director of my group of companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 …..  THE END  …..    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  A note from Author: I have tried my best to keep it sex free and make it short. The original I wrote was too lengthy with a lot of details on Harmon treatment and S.R.S. and dilation after SRS. Those who like sex may not like this story.&lt;br /&gt;I shall appreciate a feedback from the readers at my e-mail sunitapink@yahoo.com.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Sunitapink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-8485964578624654059?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/8485964578624654059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=8485964578624654059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/8485964578624654059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/8485964578624654059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-was-handsome-boy-written-by.html' title='I  WAS  A  HANDSOME BOY -  (Written by Sunitapink)'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-790857054721099088</id><published>2010-03-16T02:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T02:05:22.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNKNOWN ENCOUNTERS</title><content type='html'>guest76: hi&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: asl please&lt;br /&gt;guest76: 25/m/kol&lt;br /&gt;guest76: r u a cd&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: yes&lt;br /&gt;guest76: so what r u wearing now&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well i am in male mode now&lt;br /&gt;guest76: innergarmnts&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: male&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: i only cd when i am in company of cd or admirer&lt;br /&gt;guest76: do u want to know anything about me&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: yes&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: tell me what do you do&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what is your interest in cds&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what do you say about my blog&lt;br /&gt;guest76: hi&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: yes tell me&lt;br /&gt;guest76: sorry for disturbence&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: tell me what do you do&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what is your interest in cds&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what do you say about my blog&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what disturbence&lt;br /&gt;guest76: i am doing my mba&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;guest76: and you?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: i am also an MBA&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: i just started business&lt;br /&gt;guest76: i am at my friend's place now,and i am using his com&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what for&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: is your friend a CD&lt;br /&gt;guest76: no,but i need to tell u something abot my self&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: tell&lt;br /&gt;guest76: i love to wear tight bra,panty,silk blouse,petticoat and pink silk saree&lt;br /&gt;guest76: but i can not do that&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;guest76: r u there?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: why you cant&lt;br /&gt;guest76: when i am alone at my place i do wear my black tight bra and panty and also wear my mother's silk blouse,petticoat and green silk saree,,and i want to go out for shopping in that way,but i can not do that&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: why cant you dear&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: i want to know why&lt;br /&gt;guest76: because in my collony every body knows me if they see me in those they will make fun out of me&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: so what do you want&lt;br /&gt;guest76: so what can i do&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well search for a friend in kol who can help you&lt;br /&gt;guest76: there was a teacher who told me that when i will be able to wear saree she will take me to a shopp for buying saree,i now i do not know where is she&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: oh ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: how did she know about your liking&lt;br /&gt;guest76: so can u help me&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: how&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: i am veyr far&lt;br /&gt;guest76: i told her&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: her reaction?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: did she see you dressed too&lt;br /&gt;guest76: when i was 15,she use to come to my place to teach me,and at that moment i use to wear my bra and panty under my male cloths,&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;guest76: i told her about this,&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;guest76: and she use to wear silk sarees every day,and one day i told her to bring one for me&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: then what did she say&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: did she ask why?&lt;br /&gt;guest76: i told her that i want to wear it&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: soi what did she say&lt;br /&gt;guest76: she was shocked,and also happy,i do not know why she was happy,can u plz tell me,why was she happy?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: may be she liked you&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what was her remark&lt;br /&gt;guest76: she brought a saree for me on next day, and told me to wear it,but i told her that i do not know how to wear it,at that moment she was angry with me,then she came up to me dressed me in that saree at that moment i was wearing my tight bra,panty,my mother's blouse and a petticoat,&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: then&lt;br /&gt;guest76: she told me to seat beside her and she was rubbing her pum against my belly,to see that is there any babay or not,she told me this and laugh,but what is the meaning of she liked me?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: yes&lt;br /&gt;guest76: when i go out i want wear my tight black bra and panty under my male dresses,but i can not because i am afraied&lt;br /&gt;guest76: so what can i do now&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: you can wear them&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: no problem&lt;br /&gt;guest76: how?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: no one will see&lt;br /&gt;guest76: when i am in the bus if a person touches my back he will be able to know it &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: no&lt;br /&gt;guest76: guess what am i wearing now&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: no one has that much time&lt;br /&gt;guest76: guess what am i wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: no idea&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: tell&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: tell&lt;br /&gt;guest76: my friend knows about this,i am wearing my black tight bra,panty,his mom's full slives silk blouse petticoat and a pink silk saree and a wig&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: jewellery?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: are you wearing jewellery&lt;br /&gt;guest76: my mam use to tell me not only wear it i must also do things like cooking,washing cloths and dusting by wearing all those cloths,but i am not that lucky&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: are you wearing jewellery&lt;br /&gt;guest76: yes his mom give me a set of bangles and a very heavy ear rins and a very heavy neckless&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: how many bangles&lt;br /&gt;guest76: 4 in each hand&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: can you come on webcam&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: i want to see you&lt;br /&gt;guest76: i am a straight,i have no attraction towards man but i love to wear tight bra,panty,blouse,petticoat and silk saree,is it a sexual problem?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: no&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: does your friends mom support you&lt;br /&gt;guest76: my friend does not have a web cam&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well then how can i feel you&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: can we talk on phone&lt;br /&gt;guest76: what is the meaning of feel you?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: i mean sense the woman in you&lt;br /&gt;guest76: after masterbating i do not wat to wear those cloths any more is it a sexual problem?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: no&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well can yu talk to me on phone and mastrubate&lt;br /&gt;guest76: by wearing a tight bra,panty,blocuse,petticoat and saree can i change my male body shape into female body shape?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: no&lt;br /&gt;guest76: thank you for telling me&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: no issues&lt;br /&gt;guest76: my girl friend does not know about this but when she sucks my nipple i have a very nice fillinig&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well i am leaving now&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: see you next time&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-8769038914786098651</id><published>2010-03-15T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T09:00:12.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pallavi from Mumbai - SHARING HER EXPERIENCES</title><content type='html'>nimisha Mehandi: Hi Pallavi how are you&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: i am really fine.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: it is nice to have you here and your snaps are really nice&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: thanks for taking time out for us&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: thanks to you also as I feel whatever you are doing is for the benifits of crossdressers.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: thanks for appreciating me&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well so Pallavi how old is your story&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: i mean how long have you been cding&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: I am doing it since childhood, may be before the age of 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: oh so it must be now more than 40 years is it&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: more than 50+ years&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: oh great&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well so can you tell us in brief how it began&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: Really I have no idea how it begain but faintly I remember that when I was a child, before the age of 5 years, for some religious ceremony at my home, I was dressed as a girl and kept as girl for few days.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: that sounds interesting&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: do you have any memories of the first saree you wore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/S5zoyhn44AI/AAAAAAAAA9k/gunc_ZicViI/s200/Picture+25.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: yes, it was after my marriage when my wife agreed to get me the clothes and prepared me with wig, jewelleries and make up. &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: I was trilled.&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: thrilled &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: how did you tell your wife? was it difficult? does she help you now also?&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: Actually after six months after marriage I just casually told her that I have strong feelings of wearing female clothings and completely done up as woman.&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: It was easy. She has done her B.A. with Psychology and I was sometimes teaching her Psychology.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: does she help now&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: In the begining she was very helpful, got me prepared everytime I requested but gradually she stopped afterwords. She allows me still, but does not actively participate.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: so can you tell us the first time she dressed you and how&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: During both the Navaratri I remain as woman for all the days most of the time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: so you will be a lady for sometime now soon&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: I generally dont go to office but do the work from home through Internet.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: yes from 16th March 2010&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: First time she got all the materials from dresswala on rent and then using her judgement she got my blouse stitched to my measuremnts. Sarees I share with her.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: but i mean first time dis she dress by her own hands&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: She asked me to put chaniya [lowerside peticot under sari] and then she fixed the bra then blouse, make up, wig adjustment and finally sari.&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: yes, with her own hands.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: she herself stuffed my bra cup with cotton clothes to proportionate size.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what type and colour of saree did she make you wear&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: She is very fond of black color nd even I like black colour sari with black colour blouse. I always put on sleeveless blouse unless the sari is having border. &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: then&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: was the first time one a silk or a zari saree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: silk. &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: and what all jewellery and make up did she give you&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: clip on type earings, screw type bangles, mangal sutra, tikka, long hair wing, payal, light lipsticks.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: and what was her remark&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: she told me I look lovely.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: and what was your first reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/S55MS6w0_RI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Xufw0S-xspI/s1600-h/Picture+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/S55MS6w0_RI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Xufw0S-xspI/s200/Picture+3.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/S55MUuMJJeI/AAAAAAAAA-c/OL3m5UaGxpg/s1600-h/Picture+12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/S55MUuMJJeI/AAAAAAAAA-c/OL3m5UaGxpg/s200/Picture+12.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/S55MV_fSQKI/AAAAAAAAA-k/lkz352D7O3w/s1600-h/Picture+17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/S55MV_fSQKI/AAAAAAAAA-k/lkz352D7O3w/s200/Picture+17.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ninapallavi: i was very happy that a woman gives such compliments to me. it boosted my confidence that with more practice i can really pass as woman.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well so it became a regular habit of sorts&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: is it&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: and then the first time was bridal right&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: yes, the frequency increased. &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what about the first time&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: it was bridal right&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: yes. i wanted tht she handles my breasts and kiss, i asked her but she only kissed.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well so after that what was the next best encounter you remember&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: it was when I went out with my bhabhi and her friends, when i lived as woman with them for three days.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: and what all did you do in those 3 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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years before.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well i can understand&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: you did not tell me about any encounters if you had with a man&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: yes, there were two, one was cd admirer and other was my lover.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: lover you mean you had a sexual relation ship or how&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: lover was having kissing, pressing and handling breasts&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: Please tell us about the encounters with your lover in brief&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: i mean how you met him and how far did you go&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: first let me tell who knows and support my crossdressing - my wife, my two bhabhis, two girl friend, three sisters. two brothers and one friend.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well quite a few in family which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: the person who was my lover was about 15 years younger to me, one of the close reatives of one my sister. he came to know about me and requested that he wants to see me dressed as woman. after initial denial i agreed. i put on black sari with black sleeveless blouse, jewellery, wig etc and went in front of him. he was suprised about me, came near me, hold my hand and asked if he can sit near me. i gave permission. he slowly came near me, hold me tightly and gave a strong kissed. it wa my first experience and i liked it very much. he caressed me. it was a very pleasant experience. &lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: how did he coem to know? did you have more than 1 encounter? did he express any special intentions like marriage etc.&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: he came to know through my sister.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: thats interesting. why did she tell is something that strongly arises?&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: we started meeting regularly on weekends. it went for about a year. we never talked about marriage as both are happily married.&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: but he wanted me to take hormones and insisted i must go for sex change operation.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: then why did it break up&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: i flatly refused and so there was a breakup.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: but what made your sister tell him about it&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: i mean your dressing&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: some gossip was going on for the same topic and she unconciously mentioned about it.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well any other lovers after that&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: no. only cd admirer.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well so what is your present state of mind&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what is it that you want to do dearly and are missing having never done&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: i want to be a woman on full time basis, going out in society openely, taking part in every festivals.&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: yes, i do want to get a man in my life, who understands me, we can sit tohether for hours together listening music, viewing good hindi movies, travel a lot.&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: and all thises completely as woman.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: thats nice&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: any final message for our readers&lt;br /&gt;ninapallavi: I feel that there should be place for people like us where we can interact with normal people. we are all educated people&amp;nbsp; and not sick people.&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: thanks and this gets published very soon in next 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: good night dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-8769038914786098651?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/8769038914786098651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=8769038914786098651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/8769038914786098651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/8769038914786098651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2010/03/pallavi-from-mumbai-sharing-her.html' title='Pallavi from Mumbai - SHARING HER EXPERIENCES'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/S5zozz9vIAI/AAAAAAAAA9s/VxrkC1MaOLY/s72-c/Picture+27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-5011657449463253932</id><published>2010-02-10T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T23:23:01.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of Meena -- A Collection from another group</title><content type='html'>I am 36 year old male and a proud crossdresser. I am married my wife&lt;br /&gt; knows about my paaion and helps and supports me in my crossdressing,&lt;br /&gt; besides she enjoys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All started like this, I am from a well to do family and I am the only&lt;br /&gt; son &amp; I also have a elder sister. Who is 2 years elder to me. I was 20&lt;br /&gt; years old &amp; I was doing my MBA staying in Mumbi collage hostal.  I was&lt;br /&gt; on my winter holiday to my house in Delhi. One night I was very late&lt;br /&gt; to house. By the time I thought everyone will fast asleep. I reached&lt;br /&gt; my house I opened the main door with the spare key I had &amp; started&lt;br /&gt; waking to my room I noticed my dads room there was light I thought he&lt;br /&gt; was working, I heard some voices from my dads room, out of curiacity&lt;br /&gt; I peeped through the window which was slightly open. To my shock I saw&lt;br /&gt; my father was dressed in Salwar Kameez with full makeup lovely sholder&lt;br /&gt; length wig, bangles filled in hands long earring. He was blushing&lt;br /&gt; beautifully like a woman. My mother was dressed in Mysore silk saree &amp;&lt;br /&gt; silk blouse admiring my father &amp; treating as woman &amp; throughly&lt;br /&gt; enjoying her so femine husband who was woman. I was standing there&lt;br /&gt; admiring my father as woman &amp; every inch his femine father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Next day I &amp; my sister share the same room. To my next shock she asked&lt;br /&gt; me do you peep into dads room last night, I said “Yes” &amp; asked do you&lt;br /&gt; know about it ? She said “Yes Of course” I have seen father dressed as&lt;br /&gt; woman daily, the fact is I have my self dressed him many time. She&lt;br /&gt; said “Do you like it and want to dress as girl”, I at once said “Yes I&lt;br /&gt; love to” she said evening I will dress you up. I was egerly wating for&lt;br /&gt; the evening. I had shower, close shave, removed all my body hair, &amp;&lt;br /&gt; went to my sister. She gave my her Satin Ghagra Choli, padded bra and&lt;br /&gt; helped my wearing it. She went my dad’s room picked one of his long&lt;br /&gt; haired wig  &amp; applied mackup. Then I looked in mirror there was a&lt;br /&gt; beautiful girl smailing at me. To my next shock, my mother entered the&lt;br /&gt; room and asked my sister is meena ready. My sister said “Yes look for&lt;br /&gt; your self.” My mother was looking at me as a girl she loved it. She&lt;br /&gt; said let us go for dinner. I my sister went our dinning room there&lt;br /&gt; another lady dressed in Crepe silk saree &amp; Crepe silk blouse, I at&lt;br /&gt; once recognize that it was my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After that day at home me &amp; my father dressed as woman at home. Both&lt;br /&gt; my mother &amp; sister enjoy us as woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then my sister &amp; I joined a MNC Co, in Delhi &amp; stated earning good. I&lt;br /&gt; used to spend lot of  earing is buying good dresses, sarees in 2 years&lt;br /&gt; I had a full wardrebe of my feminie collections.  I was enjoying my&lt;br /&gt; life and a male &amp; female along with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then one day my mama &amp; mami visited my house from Amritsar, they to be&lt;br /&gt; with us for few days they also had a son &amp; daughter who where 1 year&lt;br /&gt; elder to us, same evening my Father, Mother &amp; my Mama, Mami was&lt;br /&gt; talking about our marriage both parties aggred for the marriage my&lt;br /&gt; father called my sister &amp; me to get our Ok. I asked my sister she said&lt;br /&gt; ok &amp; I also agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The me &amp; my sister went to our room little bit worrid that we have&lt;br /&gt; foget about the crossdressing. The my mom came to our room and asked&lt;br /&gt; us wether they are forcing the marriage on us. We said no but mom what&lt;br /&gt; will happen to our crossdressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My mom said not to worry the fact is she herself learnt about&lt;br /&gt; crossdressing only thru our mama &amp; mami. We just loved it. That night&lt;br /&gt; for dinner me, my father &amp; my mama were dressed in sarees with full&lt;br /&gt; makeup, by the time my would be wife &amp; my brother-in-law also visited&lt;br /&gt; us. My brother-in-law was dressed in Satin Ghagra Choli &amp; looking&lt;br /&gt; stunning as a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thus we enojoy our life with all our dreams com true. I still we my&lt;br /&gt; family enjoy both worlds as man &amp; woman. I am lucy to have&lt;br /&gt; crossdressing Father, Faher-in-law &amp; brother-in-law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Meena&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-5011657449463253932?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/5011657449463253932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=5011657449463253932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/5011657449463253932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/5011657449463253932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2010/02/story-of-meena-collection-from-another.html' title='The story of Meena -- A Collection from another group'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-7486633210420313377</id><published>2010-02-07T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:04:33.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Saleem to SALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;NOTE:this story is not mine.i have collected it from net.good work by author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was three years ago. I became friendly with a girl. We wanted to go for a movie. She refused, saying someone at the theatre would see us and tell her parents. That is when I got an idea that I could dress up as a girl and go with her. First she laughed, but later on agreed with my plan. Still after some time, she started having fresh doubts about my plan. She said people may still recognise her and want to know who the girl with her was. I thought for a while and said she could dress as a boy. That way we would confuse people known to either of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day as her parents were expectd to return from their work only by late night we met at her house by afternoon. Her house was a small secluded bunglow on a quiet road. I had come by the city bus and walked a bit to reach her house. As soon as I got into the house I hugged and kissed her. She broke off saying this way we would get late for the movie and the expensive tickets would be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to agree and we got into her bedroom to get dressed. Though she herself was dressed in a loose fitting salwar kurta, she had laid out for me an expensive embroidered silk salwar kameez. I had already shaved off all my body hair at my house before my morning bath. Nagma had insisited on it despite the fact I would be fully covered from neck to ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she asked me to get into her bathroom and take off my boy clothes for her to use, wear the special panties kept inside and come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wore the panties, I realised it had a special stretchable water proof container. It held my cock vertically and allowed some movement for it so that it could get erect or limp. Whatever fluid came out of my cock would remain inside the container! The panties also had a removeable, stretchable and hollow rubber plug between my legs. The plug could stretch when needed and serve as a pussy. Once pulled out, it will help drain the fluids collected from my cock. As I fingered the pussy it caused nice sensations on my cock, telling me it was internally connected. I was sure if something moved in my 'pussy' for some time my cock would deliver the orgasm. The pussy was designed to rest between my ass cheeks and I understood I would experience sensations that way as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back of the panties was also special because it had polyurethane padding on the back to give me feminine butts. The extra padding also accomodated the false pussy nicely. The skin toned device when worn gave me flat and smooth crotch in the front covered with pubic hair to hide the stiches. In the middle it gave me a pussy to service my partner's dick. At the back it gave me soft, fleshy, round buttocks and wide hip of a woman, all created by nature to reduce the pain of delivering babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wore it I could see my reflection in the mirror and realised I looked a girl below my navel. So I tied a towel around my waist and came out. Nagma smiled at me said, "Ok! You dont want me to see your new privates. No problem!" She then picked up two jiggling cones lying on the bed and fixed them on my chest. They went on with 'plop' sounds. Partial vaccum had been created between the cones and my chest and my breasts were now in place. Now I was fully equipped to function as a temporary woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little taken aback by the devices brought out by Nagma. I also suspected she had, for her use, the necessary male half to serve my female parts. I asked her about her source for these things. She laughed and explained, "My cousin was working with an arab sheikh, who wanted him to spy on his harem, dressed as a woman. Since the money was good, my cousin agreed to it. The sheikh had ordered these gadgets for his use. Once my cousin found a job in UK, he could not bring himself to throw away these and so he left these in a trunk under my bed. He told me about it and gave me the key for safe keeping. I never knew I would get a chance to use it." But then why did the sheikh go through all this trouble for just spying. Nagma laughed and said some of the women were lesbians and needed to be serviced at least in darkness to get their secrets out! Saying so, she playfully squeezed my breasts and laughed. Though I hit her hand in mock anger, I was really enjoying the funny situation. Afterall I had often thought it would be nice to be a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagma now gave me a body lotion to be applied all over my body including the new parts that I now had. It was meant to even out the small colour differences between my body and its new parts. I felt a bit shy to show off to Nagma my nice triangular bush on a flat crotch, so I turned my back to her while I dropped the towel to apply the lotion to my privates. I could hear Nagma laughing behind me as she said that my exposed butts looked more interesting than the front which I was trying to hide. I could do nothing but blush. Then from behind, Nagma dangled in front of me a pair of pink nylon panties and asked me to wear it. I held it in my hands and bent down to pass my legs through. My breasts were coming in my way and I could understand how large my hips must be looking from behind as I bent. Now Nagma came before me and taught me how to wear the pink bra by reversing it and hooking it below my breasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagma made me wear a house-coat while she did my make-up. Then I wore the special embroidered salwar kameez she had selected for me. I could see the dress fitted me as if specially stitched for me. Though it was not tight, it was flowing along my body and swayed to emphasise my curves as I moved. The wig, jewlry and flat arabic shoes (also from the trunk) completed my change into a sweet looking girl. In the end, Nagma asked me to open my mouth a sprayed a orange smelling liquid deep into my mouth and said, "Just keep your mouth shut for ten minutes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was now a girl and I was in love, so I obeyed her. Afterall she was my boyfriend for the day! While I kept quiet and watched, Nagma went into the bathroom and came out in minutes wearing a man's brief and a vest with sleeves. Her breasts seemed to have changed shape to give her a muscular chest. I thought I could see a little bulge in front of her briefs. Before I could confirm, she turned her back to me and pulled up the jeans which I had discarded. She also wore my loose fitting full sleeved shirt and folded the sleeves half-way. She tied her short hair into a pony tail and wore a steel ear-ring on one of her ears. She now walked to the dressing mirror and did something on her face. When she turned, she had a nice moustache. I was amazed at her transformation. She pulled out a pair of boots from under the bed and wore it. As she straightened up, she was atleast an inch taller than me. Also she looked every inch a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I had, she too sparyed her mouth with a different can and waited for a few minutes. When she spoke it was a man's voice, "So we are ready! We need to have new names now. We are no longer Saleem and Nagma. I am Nadeem and you are Salma. So my darling, open your mouth and say loudly, Salma loves Nadeem." As I voiced my love for Nadeem, I realised I was not only a sweet girl but I also had nice soft voice to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadeem smiled and said, "Dont worry. This change of voice will last only for eight to ten hours. Once we come back you can stay here with me as my saheli and leave early in the morning" Now she opened her arms and signalled to me to approach her. I moved into her open arms and she hugged me. As I opened my eyes, she lifted my chin and kissed me on my lips. It was now my turn to say we would get late for the movie and the expensive tickets would be wasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we went out, I let her handle the outside world. I could see that most men whom we ran into on the road were looking at me with clear lust. I would try to hide behind Nadeem as some of them stared too hard at my breasts. As luck would have it, we reached the theatre very quickly. There was still some time left before they would let us in. So we went into a bangles shop next to the theatre. The shopkeeper insisted that for our good luck he had to slide the bangles on my hand. As that is also the custom in Hyderabad, I had to agree. As the man slid the bangles along my arm I thought his fingers were rubbing me in a lewd way. I did not say anything because it would be difficult to prove anything if I made a scene. Anyway for the pleasure of feeling my hand, he did give me a nice combination of colured glass bangles on both my hands which chimed musically as my womanly hips kept hitting my hands during our walk back to the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our seats were second and third from the aisle. An elderly gentleman sat in the aisle seat. He came out into the aisle to let us in. I went in and sat in the third seat. Next to me was a boy and his girl friend was in the following seat. I smiled at the man before sitting down. The girl noticed that and immediately whispered something to her boyfriend and they exchanged seats. Nadeem, the elderly gentleman and I looked at each other and smiled. The girl was clearly suspicious of a smiling and beautiful girl like me sitting next to her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this small incident the elderly gentlemen, Sri Ghanshyam, on the aisle seat, became our friend. Beacuase of him we were not caught red-handed by our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came out during the interval we could see that the sun was behind the clouds and rain would come down shortly. But we were not prepared for the heavy downpour which welcomed us as we came out after the movie. The autorickshaw drivers were refusing to go to our part of the city as the roads were flooded. It was then that our friend Ghanshyam came to our rescue. He had a car and took us to his house which was very near the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soon realised we could not go back to our houses that night. Ghanshyam said his family was away and we could very well stay at his house. But we had to communicate this to our families. We were forced to reveal our true identities to our new friend and tell him we could not talk to our parents because of our changed voices. He laughed and said he would help us as we were lovers. He managed to talk to my parents and they were happy that I was safe. Nagma's parents were willing to let her stay if there were other females at home. Ghanshyam said his sister was around and asked me to speak to Nagma's parents, pretending to his sister, to assure them. I was able to do that though I was sweating by the time I put down the phone. Fortunately they did not ask to speak to Nagma herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghanshyam and Nadeem burst out laughing as I put down the phone. I blushed and tried to hit Nadeem playfully. Then Ghanshyam laughed even more loudly. Then he said, since I was the only girl among the three, I had to cook and feed both of them. I immediately agreed as I wanted to make our host as happy as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the men played chess in the front hall, I went into the kitchen to prepare food for them. I was so busy that I did not realise when my 'boyfriend' came into the kichen quietly. It was only when she playfully slapped my butts that I jumped in surprise and my heart started beating wildly. When I turned and saw her I blushed and said, "How can you? What will our friend think of us." Nadeem replied, "Don't worry my jaan-e-maan, He is taking a bath." Saying so she kissed my neck, put his arms around me and squeezed my breasts. I said in my high pitched voice, "Oh Nadeem, not now please." As soon as I said that I realised that I was giving her permission for doing all that afterwards. Again I blushed at my admission of my inner feelings. She said with a smile, "Okay my begum, I will wait till you come to bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of our dinner, both the men appreciated my cooking. As time to sleep approached, Ghanshyam became a bit serious and said, "I am going to let both of you sleep in the same bed if you promise to remain Nadeem and Salma for tonight and not go back to your real selves." Nadeem looked at me and placed her hand over Ghanshyam's and said, "I promise." I too placed my hand over both their hands and repeated the promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghanshyam was relieved by our promise and said he had left his daughter's night clothes on our bed for me. He had also left some night clothes for Nadeem. I now went up to freshen up, change and wait for Nadeem. As I picked up the fine pink nightie left there I realised I would look rather sexy once I wore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I came out of the bathroom, Nadeem had changed into a white pajama-kurta and was sitting on the bed. Now the bulge between her legs was clearly visible. She asked to sit on her lap. I did that though I was feeling shy with the realisation that I was the one with the pussy and she clearly had something which could enter and fuck me, making me a woman in every way. Nadeem seemed to follow my thoughts and said, "There was one thing I forgot to tell you at home. As my cousin passed off as a female spy for the sake of the Arab sheikh, Sheikh's principal wife found out about him and used some other equipment to give my cousin a full taste of being a woman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that Nadeem started playing with my body and managed to make me hot in no time. I was soon begging her to take me and give me relief. In my current situation, I could get satisfaction only when she filled my pussy. At last she took pity on me and made me lie down on the bed. I quickly pulled up my legs and opened them for her. Then she stepped out of her clothes, climbed on top of me and entered me as any loving man would. I cried out in joy as my man filled my pussy and fucked me fast. Soon womanly sensations burst all over my body like the chain fire crackers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-7486633210420313377?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/7486633210420313377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=7486633210420313377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/7486633210420313377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/7486633210420313377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2010/02/story-of-saleem-to-salma.html' title='The Story of Saleem to SALMA'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-673164282332629956</id><published>2010-01-20T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T05:34:24.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anita a Welcome Face!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>nimisha Mehandi: welcome to a fresh new story. Here i have Anita from Orrissa new to this world&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: welcome anita&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: how are you?&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: i am fine didi&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: tell us about your cding&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: why and how it started&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: i started when i was 14yrs old and studying in 9th class&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: during school drama one of my friend was acting in a female role&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: he wore saree blouse etc&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: i was acting in male role but seeing him dressing i felt the desire to wear saree&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: then&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: then oe day when i was alone at home i tried my mom's saree blouse etc&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: then what was the first feel&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: really wonderful&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: though i faced problem wearing bra and saree&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: then&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what all do you know in cding by now&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: now i hav perfected i wearing saree&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what else do you wear&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: with bra blouse petticoat&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: can do make up&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: salwar and nightie&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what about what preference in dresses and jewellery&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: i wear bindi bangles necklace and clip earring&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what else&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: lipstick&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: sometimes payal&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: whats your dream&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: detail it darling&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: my biggest dream is to change my sex to become a girl and become a housewife&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: detail it&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: i want to have my own brest and vagina&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: so i planned to take hormone&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: then when i will hav feminine body i will go for srs&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well what is your best dresses wedding dress&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: i like red color saree with matching blouse&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: for marriage&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what more&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: detail it&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: all jewellery like gold necklace bangles ear and nose ring sinthi payal mangalsutra etc&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: flowwer on my hair&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what more&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: thats all&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: what about sex&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: i need o marriage day&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: have you ever had sex&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: not yet done&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ever thought of gay sex&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: not gay sex.i want to do likea girl&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: ok&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: well anita thanks&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: I shall post this to your group&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: i mean to the blog&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: and hope i can have your snap soon to add to it&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: anything more regaring my imagination of sex with my husband?&lt;br /&gt;nimisha Mehandi: none&lt;br /&gt;anitasahu.2010: ok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-673164282332629956?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/673164282332629956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=673164282332629956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NjKDmhHOez8"&gt;GAY MARRIAGE IN INDIA&lt;/a&gt; this is is a news video after the delhi high court verdict from india on gay marriages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-6920530385000011199?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/6920530385000011199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=6920530385000011199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/6920530385000011199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/6920530385000011199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2009/07/gay-marriage-in-india.html' title='GAY MARRIAGE IN INDIA'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-7380542137705539979</id><published>2009-04-11T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:51:49.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hormones for MTF's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hormones: A guide for MTFs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there are some health risks involved with hormone therapy, it can&lt;br /&gt;have positive and important effects on trans people's quality of life.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing what you can expect will help you work with your health care&lt;br /&gt;providers to maximize the benefits and minimize the risks.&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this booklet is to:&lt;br /&gt;• explain how hormones work&lt;br /&gt;• describe the changes to expect from MTF1 hormones, and outline&lt;br /&gt;risks and possible side effects&lt;br /&gt;• give you information about how to maximize the benefits and&lt;br /&gt;minimize the risks&lt;br /&gt;Trans Care&lt;br /&gt;Gender transition&lt;br /&gt;Hormones:&lt;br /&gt;A guide for MTFs&lt;br /&gt;Already sure you want to start hormones? The booklet Getting Hormones,&lt;br /&gt;available from the Transgender Health Program (see last page), explains the&lt;br /&gt;process.&lt;br /&gt;1 We use “MTF” as shorthand for a spectrum that includes not just transsexuals, but anyone who&lt;br /&gt;was assigned male at birth and who identifies as female, feminine, or a woman some or all of&lt;br /&gt;the time. Some non-transsexuals (androgynous people, drag queens, bi-gender and multigender&lt;br /&gt;people, etc.) may also want hormone therapy, and may not identify or live as women.&lt;br /&gt;For this reason we use the term MTF instead of “trans women.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This booklet is written specifically for people in the MTF spectrum who&lt;br /&gt;are considering taking hormones. It may also be a helpful resource for&lt;br /&gt;partners, family, and friends who are wondering how hormones work and&lt;br /&gt;what they do. For medical professionals who are involved in prescribing&lt;br /&gt;hormones or are looking after the health of someone who is taking hormones,&lt;br /&gt;there is a detailed set of guidelines for doctors and nurses available from&lt;br /&gt;the Transgender Health Program (see last page).&lt;br /&gt;How Hormones Work&lt;br /&gt;Hormones are chemical messengers produced by one part of the body to&lt;br /&gt;tell cells in another part of the body how to function, when to grow, when&lt;br /&gt;to divide, and when to die. They regulate many functions, including growth,&lt;br /&gt;sex drive, hunger, thirst, digestion, metabolism, fat burning and storage,&lt;br /&gt;blood sugar and cholesterol levels, and reproduction.&lt;br /&gt;Sex hormones regulate the development of sex characteristics – including&lt;br /&gt;the sex organs that develop before we are born (genitals, ovaries/testicles,&lt;br /&gt;etc.) and also the secondary sex characteristics that typically develop at&lt;br /&gt;puberty (facial/body hair, bone growth, breast growth, voice changes, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;The three categories of sex hormones that naturally occur in the body are:&lt;br /&gt;• androgens: testosterone, dehydroepiandrosterone (DHEA),&lt;br /&gt;dihydrotestosterone (DHT)&lt;br /&gt;• estrogens: estradiol, estriol, estrone&lt;br /&gt;• progestagens: progesterone&lt;br /&gt;Generally, “males”2 tend to have higher androgen levels, and “females”2&lt;br /&gt;tend to have higher levels of estrogens and progestagens.&lt;br /&gt;There are various types of medication that can be taken to change the&lt;br /&gt;levels of sex steroids in the body. Changing these levels will affect fat&lt;br /&gt;distribution, muscle mass, hair growth, and other features that are&lt;br /&gt;associated with sex and gender. For MTFs this can help make the body&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;2 The binary terms “male”,“female”,“masculine”,“feminine”,“masculinizing”, and “feminizing”don’t&lt;br /&gt;accurately reflect the diversity of trans people’s bodies or identities. But in understanding how&lt;br /&gt;hormones work for trans people, it is helpful to understand how testosterone works in “typical”&lt;br /&gt;(non-intersex, non-trans) men’s bodies, and how estrogen and progesterone works in “typical”&lt;br /&gt;women’s bodies.We keep these terms in quotes to emphasize that they are artificial and&lt;br /&gt;imperfect concepts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look and feel less “masculine” and more “feminine” – making your body&lt;br /&gt;more closely match your identity.&lt;br /&gt;What Medications Are Involved for MTFs?&lt;br /&gt;Various kinds of medication can be used to change the levels of sex&lt;br /&gt;hormones in your body. Some work on the part of your brain that&lt;br /&gt;stimulates sex hormone production, some work on your testicles (which&lt;br /&gt;produce testosterone), and some work directly on the cells in your body&lt;br /&gt;that respond to sex hormones. Some of these medications are also&lt;br /&gt;hormones, and some are another type of chemical.&lt;br /&gt;Typically MTF hormone therapy involves estrogen, medication to block&lt;br /&gt;testosterone, or a combination of the two. Sometimes a progestagen is&lt;br /&gt;added to the mix.&lt;br /&gt;1. Estrogen&lt;br /&gt;Estrogen is the main hormone responsible for promoting “female”&lt;br /&gt;physical traits. It works directly on tissues in your body (e.g., makes&lt;br /&gt;breasts develop) and also indirectly suppresses your testosterone.&lt;br /&gt;Estrogen can be taken in different ways:&lt;br /&gt;• pill (oral application)&lt;br /&gt;• skin patch or gel (transdermal application)&lt;br /&gt;• injection (intramuscular application)&lt;br /&gt;For reasons that aren’t understood, estrogen seems to cause blood clots&lt;br /&gt;less when it is taken through the skin rather than by pills or injections.&lt;br /&gt;For this reason, transdermal estrogen is usually recommended to anyone&lt;br /&gt;who is over age 40, a smoker, or otherwise at risk for blood clots.&lt;br /&gt;Transdermal estrogen also tends not to elevate triglycerides (a type of fat&lt;br /&gt;in the blood) as much as estrogen taken by pill/injection, so it is&lt;br /&gt;recommended if you are at risk of heart disease or stroke.&lt;br /&gt;There are different chemical formulations of estrogen. Usually 17-betaestradiol&lt;br /&gt;(patch = Estradot®, Estraderm®, or Oesclim®; pill form =&lt;br /&gt;Estrace®) is used because it has the least health risks. Conjugated&lt;br /&gt;estrogens (e.g., Premarin®) and ethinyl estradiol are not recommended&lt;br /&gt;because studies of non-trans women have shown them to increase the&lt;br /&gt;risk of some types of health problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Anti-androgens (also known as androgen blockers&lt;br /&gt;or androgen antagonists)&lt;br /&gt;Anti-androgen drugs work by blocking the effect of testosterone. This&lt;br /&gt;reduces “male” physical traits and has a mildly “feminizing” effect. For&lt;br /&gt;example, they will help slow “male”-pattern baldness, reduce growth of&lt;br /&gt;facial hair, and stop spontaneous/morning erections. There are different&lt;br /&gt;types of anti-androgens. The ones most typically prescribed to MTFs are&lt;br /&gt;spironolactone (Aldactone®) and finasteride (Proscar®). Cyproterone&lt;br /&gt;(Androcur®) can be used, but risks include depression and liver enzyme&lt;br /&gt;elevation so spironolactone is generally preferred.&lt;br /&gt;Anti-androgen drugs are often prescribed in addition to estrogen, as the&lt;br /&gt;two have effects that complement each other. Taking anti-androgens&lt;br /&gt;reduces the amount of estrogen you need to get the same effects, which&lt;br /&gt;minimizes the health risks associated with high doses of estrogen. Antiandrogen&lt;br /&gt;drugs can be prescribed alone for MTFs who want to reduce&lt;br /&gt;“masculine” characteristics for a more androgynous appearance, as it’s&lt;br /&gt;less “feminizing” than estrogen.&lt;br /&gt;3. Progestagens&lt;br /&gt;There are mixed opinions about using progestagens (e.g., Prometrium®,&lt;br /&gt;Provera®) for MTFs. Most trans health programs around the world don’t&lt;br /&gt;use progestagens due to the lack of clear evidence that they are important&lt;br /&gt;in “feminization,” and the known side effects (which include depression,&lt;br /&gt;weight gain, and changes to blood fats). Other doctors use progestagens:&lt;br /&gt;• to supplement estrogen if estrogen isn’t working even at the&lt;br /&gt;maximum dose, or&lt;br /&gt;• as a replacement for estrogen if there are concerns about estrogen’s&lt;br /&gt;side effects or health risks, or&lt;br /&gt;• because they believe that progestagens help with nipple development&lt;br /&gt;As with estrogen and anti-androgens, balancing possible risks and&lt;br /&gt;benefits of progestagens is a decision between you and your health care&lt;br /&gt;provider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s a Typical Dose?&lt;br /&gt;Clinical protocols for MTF therapy vary greatly. There is no one right&lt;br /&gt;hormone combination, type, or dose. Deciding what to take depends on&lt;br /&gt;your health (each medication has different risks and side effects), what is&lt;br /&gt;available locally, and what you can afford. It also depends on how your&lt;br /&gt;body reacts when you start taking hormones – everyone’s body is different&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes people have a negative reaction to a specific kind of&lt;br /&gt;medication.&lt;br /&gt;The right dose or type of medication for you may not be the same as for&lt;br /&gt;someone else. It is a good idea to discuss the advantages and disadvantages&lt;br /&gt;of different treatment options with a medical professional who has trans&lt;br /&gt;health training and experience with hormones. If you have any concerns&lt;br /&gt;about being able to take the medications, or about the side effects, costs,&lt;br /&gt;or health risks, let them know – it’s important that your needs and&lt;br /&gt;concerns be taken into account when planning your hormone therapy.&lt;br /&gt;The table on page 6 summarizes the forms of hormone therapy most&lt;br /&gt;commonly used by MTFs in BC, and gives the range of starting doses&lt;br /&gt;recommended by the Transgender Health Program. Your health provider&lt;br /&gt;may start you on a lower dose if you have chronic health problems, are&lt;br /&gt;at risk for specific side effects, or have had your testicles removed. If you&lt;br /&gt;have been prescribed a dose that is quite a bit higher or lower than the&lt;br /&gt;doses outlined in the table below, talk with your health care provider&lt;br /&gt;about their reasons for suggesting the dose you have been prescribed&lt;br /&gt;(and get a second opinion if you want one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In prescribing a particular medication and dosage, your doctor should&lt;br /&gt;consider your health, including any other medications you are taking.&lt;br /&gt;Every person is different in terms of how their body absorbs, processes,&lt;br /&gt;and responds to sex hormones. Some people have more changes than&lt;br /&gt;others; changes happen more quickly for some people than others.&lt;br /&gt;Taking more hormones than the dose you were prescribed is not a good&lt;br /&gt;way to try to speed up changes. Taking a higher dose can actually slow&lt;br /&gt;down the changes you want: extra estrogen in the body can be converted&lt;br /&gt;to testosterone by an enzyme called aromatase. Taking more than your&lt;br /&gt;prescribed dose also greatly increases your health risks. If you think your&lt;br /&gt;dose is too low, talk with a health care professional who has trans health&lt;br /&gt;training to discuss options. It may be better to try a different type of&lt;br /&gt;medication or combination of medications, rather than increasing the dose.&lt;br /&gt;After removal of the testicles (see the booklet Surgery: A guide for&lt;br /&gt;MTFs) your body is only producing a tiny amount of testosterone, so the&lt;br /&gt;dosage of estrogen is usually cut in half and anti-androgens greatly&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;Hormone therapy commonly used by MTFs in BC&lt;br /&gt;Estrogen Anti-androgen&lt;br /&gt;Chemical 17-beta estradiol Spironolactone and/or Finasteride&lt;br /&gt;Brand name Estradot®,&lt;br /&gt;Estraderm®,&lt;br /&gt;Oesclim® Estrace® Aldactone® Proscar®&lt;br /&gt;Taken via Skin patch Pill Pill Pill&lt;br /&gt;Typical start with 0.1 mg start with 1–2 mg start with 50–100 2.5 mg every&lt;br /&gt;starting patch twice per per day; gradually mg per day; other day&lt;br /&gt;dose week; gradually increase up to increase by&lt;br /&gt;increase up to maximum 8 mg 50–100 mg each&lt;br /&gt;maximum of 0.4 per day month up to&lt;br /&gt;mg patch twice maximum&lt;br /&gt;per week 200–300 mg per&lt;br /&gt;day&lt;br /&gt;Typical cost 0.1 mg twice/ 2 mg per day: 300 mg per day: 2.5 mg every&lt;br /&gt;(as of 2005) week: ~$25/ ~$15/month* ~$22/month* other day:&lt;br /&gt;month* ~$30/month*&lt;br /&gt;* Plus the dispensing fee set by each pharmacy and billed each time a prescription is refilled.&lt;br /&gt;In BC this averaged $9.25 in 2005. Compounding pharmacies may charge significantly more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reduced or stopped. You will need to stay on estrogen or another form of&lt;br /&gt;medication for the rest of your life to preserve bone strength (see Trans&lt;br /&gt;people and osteoporosis booklet). Your doctor may also suggest that you&lt;br /&gt;take Calcium and Vitamin D supplements to protect your bones.&lt;br /&gt;What Changes Can I Expect, and&lt;br /&gt;How Soon? (Benefits)&lt;br /&gt;“Feminizing” hormone therapy has important psychological benefits.&lt;br /&gt;Bringing the mind and body closer together eases gender dysphoria and&lt;br /&gt;can help trans people feel better about their bodies. People who have&lt;br /&gt;had gender dysphoria often describe being less anxious, less depressed,&lt;br /&gt;calmer, and happier when they start taking hormones. For some people&lt;br /&gt;this psychological change happens as soon as they start taking hormones,&lt;br /&gt;and for others it happens as physical changes happen.&lt;br /&gt;The degree and rate of change depends on factors that are different for&lt;br /&gt;every person, including your age, the number of hormone receptors in&lt;br /&gt;your body, and how sensitive your body is to the medication. There is no&lt;br /&gt;way of knowing how your body will respond before you start hormones.&lt;br /&gt;1. Taking anti-androgens alone (without estrogen)&lt;br /&gt;Taking an anti-androgen without estrogen has relatively mild effects.&lt;br /&gt;The changes are caused by the medication blocking the effect of&lt;br /&gt;testosterone in your body. Most of the changes are reversible (i.e., they&lt;br /&gt;will reverse if you stop taking the medication).&lt;br /&gt;Typical changes from anti-androgens (vary from person to person)&lt;br /&gt;Average timeline Effect of blocking testosterone&lt;br /&gt;1–3 months after • decrease in sex drive&lt;br /&gt;starting anti- • fewer instances of waking up with an erection or spontaneously&lt;br /&gt;androgens having an erection; some MTFs also have difficulty getting an&lt;br /&gt;erection even when they are sexually aroused&lt;br /&gt;• decreased ability to make sperm and ejaculatory fluid&lt;br /&gt;Gradual changes • slower growth of facial and body hair&lt;br /&gt;(usually at least • slowed or stopped “male”-pattern balding&lt;br /&gt;2 years) • slight breast growth (reversible in some cases, not in others)&lt;br /&gt;Anti-androgens affect the entire body.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not possible to pick some changes and not others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Estrogen&lt;br /&gt;Taking estrogen has stronger physical “feminizing” effects, caused by&lt;br /&gt;the estrogen’s direct influence on cells of your body that have estrogen&lt;br /&gt;receptors and also by an indirect suppression of testosterone production.&lt;br /&gt;Typical changes from estrogen (vary from person to person)&lt;br /&gt;Average timeline Effect of estrogen&lt;br /&gt;1–3 months after • softening of skin&lt;br /&gt;starting estrogen • decrease in muscle mass and increase in body fat&lt;br /&gt;• redistribution of body fat to a more “feminine” pattern&lt;br /&gt;• decrease in sex drive&lt;br /&gt;• fewer instances of waking up with an erection or spontaneously&lt;br /&gt;having an erection; some MTFs also find their erections are less&lt;br /&gt;firm during sex, or can’t get erect at all&lt;br /&gt;• decreased ability to make sperm and ejaculatory fluid&lt;br /&gt;Gradual changes • nipple and breast growth&lt;br /&gt;(maximum change • slower growth of facial and body hair&lt;br /&gt;after 1–2 years • slowed or stopped “male”-pattern balding&lt;br /&gt;on estrogen) • decrease in testicular size&lt;br /&gt;Estrogen affects the entire body.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not possible to pick some changes and not others.&lt;br /&gt;Breast and nipple growth starts early but is usually gradual – it can&lt;br /&gt;take two years or more for breasts to reach their maximum size. As in&lt;br /&gt;non-trans women, there is great variation in how large breasts grow from&lt;br /&gt;estrogen. In many MTFs breasts do not grow beyond an A or B cup. If you&lt;br /&gt;are not happy with the size of your breasts after 18–24 months on estrogen,&lt;br /&gt;you can consider surgical augmentation (see Surgery: A guide for MTFs&lt;br /&gt;booklet). The implants will look most natural if you wait to get as much&lt;br /&gt;growth as you can from hormones.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the effects of hormones happen in the first two years. During&lt;br /&gt;this time, the doctor who prescribes your hormones will want to see you&lt;br /&gt;one month after starting or changing your dose, then 3–4 times in the&lt;br /&gt;next year, then every six months. At appointments in the first two years,&lt;br /&gt;your doctor will likely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• look at your facial/body hair and ask how fast your hair grows back&lt;br /&gt;after you remove it&lt;br /&gt;• measure your breasts, hips, and testicles, and examine your&lt;br /&gt;breast/nipple development&lt;br /&gt;• ask about changes to your sex drive, erections, or other sexual&lt;br /&gt;changes&lt;br /&gt;• order a blood test to see what your hormone levels are&lt;br /&gt;• ask how you feel about the changes that have happened thus far&lt;br /&gt;After two years have passed, you will likely just be asked if you notice&lt;br /&gt;any further changes from the hormones.&lt;br /&gt;Are These Changes Permanent?&lt;br /&gt;Most of the changes brought on by “feminizing” hormone therapy are&lt;br /&gt;not permanent. If you stop taking the medication, most of the changes&lt;br /&gt;will reverse themselves. There are two types of changes that may be&lt;br /&gt;permanent: breast growth and sterility.&lt;br /&gt;If you are taking anti-androgens without estrogen because you don’t&lt;br /&gt;want visible changes, you should be aware that you may have some&lt;br /&gt;breast growth (although it will happen slowly, so you can stop early on&lt;br /&gt;if you need to). Breast growth from anti-androgens is usually minor and&lt;br /&gt;reversible, but in some cases the breast tissue has remained even after&lt;br /&gt;anti-androgens were stopped.&lt;br /&gt;Estrogen causes permanent nipple development and breast growth.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you stop taking estrogen, breast tissue will not go away and your&lt;br /&gt;nipples will not shrink.&lt;br /&gt;Both anti-androgens and estrogen affect your production of sperm. The&lt;br /&gt;long-term effects on fertility are not fully understood and the ability to&lt;br /&gt;make sperm may or may not come back even if you stop taking the&lt;br /&gt;medication. We strongly recommend that you talk about options for sperm&lt;br /&gt;banking before starting hormone therapy. If you have already started&lt;br /&gt;hormones, you can work with your doctor to go off them, give sperm&lt;br /&gt;samples, and store them if they are viable (then go back on hormones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Won’t Change?&lt;br /&gt;1. Hormone therapy won’t solve all body image&lt;br /&gt;problems.&lt;br /&gt;The point of hormone therapy is to feel more comfortable with your body&lt;br /&gt;by bringing physical characteristics closer to your internal sense of self.&lt;br /&gt;This relief can increase self-esteem and make you feel more confident and&lt;br /&gt;attractive. However, you will find that there are also attractiveness&lt;br /&gt;standards after hormone therapy, and you may not fit them.&lt;br /&gt;It can be hard to separate out gender dysphoria from body image&lt;br /&gt;problems. Professional and peer counselling can be helpful to sort out&lt;br /&gt;your expectations about your appearance, and to work towards greater&lt;br /&gt;self-acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hormone therapy won’t make you into&lt;br /&gt;somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;Many people experience positive emotional changes with hormone&lt;br /&gt;therapy. But you’ll likely find, after the excitement wears off and you’ve&lt;br /&gt;incorporated the changes into your day-to-day life, that if you were shy&lt;br /&gt;you’re still shy, if you didn’t like your laugh you still don’t, and you’re still&lt;br /&gt;afraid of spiders. Whatever things you think of as your strengths and&lt;br /&gt;weaknesses will still be there. Hopefully, you will be happier, and that is&lt;br /&gt;good for anyone. Hormone therapy may help you to be more accepting of&lt;br /&gt;yourself. But if you are expecting that all your problems will pass away,&lt;br /&gt;and that everything is going to be easy emotionally and socially from here&lt;br /&gt;on in, you’re probably going to be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;This extends to mental health concerns as well. Trans people who were&lt;br /&gt;depressed because of gender dysphoria may find that taking hormones&lt;br /&gt;greatly alleviates their depression. However, if you have depression&lt;br /&gt;caused by biological factors, the stresses of transphobia or unresolved&lt;br /&gt;personal issues, you may still be depressed after you start hormones.&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, if you are having problems with drugs or alcohol, hormones&lt;br /&gt;will not necessarily get rid of those problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hormone therapy won’t provide you with a&lt;br /&gt;perfect community.&lt;br /&gt;For some trans people, hormone therapy is a ritual affirming that they&lt;br /&gt;are who they say they are. Making physical changes is a way to bring who&lt;br /&gt;you are to the rest of the world so other people can see it. This process of&lt;br /&gt;self-emergence can be very liberating but it does not guarantee that you&lt;br /&gt;will find acceptance or understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Some MTFs hope that after they make physical changes they will be&lt;br /&gt;validated as “real” women, or feel more accepted by the trans community.&lt;br /&gt;But the idea that trans people aren’t “real” unless they’ve changed their&lt;br /&gt;bodies is transphobic, and communities or groups that have this belief are&lt;br /&gt;not likely to be fully respectful in terms of trans people’s identities and&lt;br /&gt;bodies.&lt;br /&gt;During the various stages of transition, it’s common to dream about&lt;br /&gt;finding an ideal community of trans people. When starting hormones&lt;br /&gt;there can be a particular drive to find other people who have gone through&lt;br /&gt;similar experiences. There are a lot of very cool trans people to talk with&lt;br /&gt;about hormones. But having taken hormones doesn’t automatically make&lt;br /&gt;trans people welcoming, approachable, or sensitive to the needs of others,&lt;br /&gt;and despite having some experiences in common you will likely find that&lt;br /&gt;no trans person will exactly mirror your personal experiences, identity,&lt;br /&gt;and beliefs. Being realistic about the likelihood that you will at times feel&lt;br /&gt;lonely and alone after you start taking hormones is part of emotionally&lt;br /&gt;preparing for hormone therapy.&lt;br /&gt;4. Hormone therapy won’t remove all&lt;br /&gt;“male”/“masculine” aspects of your body&lt;br /&gt;Some physical characteristics aren’t changed by hormone therapy, or&lt;br /&gt;are only slightly changed. This includes aspects of your body that develop&lt;br /&gt;before birth (penis, sex chromosomes, etc.) and also physical characteristics&lt;br /&gt;that developed from the increase in testosterone at puberty.&lt;br /&gt;Hormone therapy may make facial and body hair grow more slowly and&lt;br /&gt;be less noticeable, but hair will not go away completely. Electrolysis and/or&lt;br /&gt;laser treatments are used by many MTFs for hair removal (electrolysis is&lt;br /&gt;permanent; it is not yet clear how long-lasting laser hair removal is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While “male”-pattern baldness may slow down or stop, bald areas will&lt;br /&gt;not regrow hair. Some MTFs use wigs or hairpieces, while others get hair&lt;br /&gt;transplants or other medical treatments.&lt;br /&gt;“Feminizing” hormone therapy does not change voice pitch or speech&lt;br /&gt;patterns (see Changing speech booklet). Speech therapy can help change&lt;br /&gt;pitch and other aspects of speech associated with sex/gender. Some MTFs&lt;br /&gt;have surgery on their vocal cords or the surrounding cartilage to try to&lt;br /&gt;further raise voice pitch.&lt;br /&gt;Once your bones have stopped growing after puberty, feminizing&lt;br /&gt;hormone therapy won’t change the size or shape of your bones. Facial&lt;br /&gt;feminizing surgery (see MTF surgery booklet) can be used to change the&lt;br /&gt;shape of the skull and facial features, and to reduce a prominent Adam’s&lt;br /&gt;apple. There are no treatments you can take to reduce your height or the&lt;br /&gt;size of your hands/feet.&lt;br /&gt;Although anti-androgens and estrogen affect sperm production and can&lt;br /&gt;make you permanently sterile, there may still be a chance that you could&lt;br /&gt;make someone pregnant even after starting hormone therapy. Depending&lt;br /&gt;on how you have sex, you may need to consider birth control options.&lt;br /&gt;Hormone therapy doesn’t decrease the risks of HIV and sexually&lt;br /&gt;transmitted infections. Depending on how you have sex, you may need to&lt;br /&gt;consider condoms, gloves, or other latex barriers. “Feminizing” hormones&lt;br /&gt;can make erections less firm, increasing the risk of condom leakage. In&lt;br /&gt;this situation your partner can use a special condom that they put inside&lt;br /&gt;their anus or vagina (they’re called “female condoms” but can be used by&lt;br /&gt;people of any gender).&lt;br /&gt;What are the Possible Side Effects/Risks&lt;br /&gt;of “Feminizing”Hormones?&lt;br /&gt;The medical effects and safety of “feminizing” hormones are not fully&lt;br /&gt;understood. Most of the studies on the medications used by MTFs as part&lt;br /&gt;of hormone therapy involve non-trans people using different doses than&lt;br /&gt;MTFs usually use. There may be long-term risks that are not yet known.&lt;br /&gt;Many of the known risks of “feminizing” hormones can be reduced by&lt;br /&gt;creating a hormone combination that is tailored to your specific situation.&lt;br /&gt;Prevention includes periodic blood tests to keep an eye on potentially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;br /&gt;risky conditions, and minimizing other health risks. Stopping smoking is&lt;br /&gt;the number one thing you can do to reduce your risk of blood clots and&lt;br /&gt;heart disease (and also make it possible to increase the amount of estrogen&lt;br /&gt;that can safely be prescribed).&lt;br /&gt;1. General risks&lt;br /&gt;The medications taken in hormone therapy are processed by the liver.&lt;br /&gt;There is a possibility that taking hormones over a long period of time can&lt;br /&gt;put strain on the liver, possibly leading to liver disease. It is generally&lt;br /&gt;recommended that MTFs taking feminizing hormone therapy get their&lt;br /&gt;liver enzyme levels checked periodically to monitor liver health. This is&lt;br /&gt;especially important if you have Hepatitis B or C, are a heavy drinker,&lt;br /&gt;or are otherwise at risk for liver disease.&lt;br /&gt;Being visibly trans in a transphobic society has social risks. While it is&lt;br /&gt;possible to stay closeted if you’re taking small doses of anti-androgens (as&lt;br /&gt;the changes aren’t highly visible), estrogen causes changes that can be&lt;br /&gt;visible, including breast growth. Some visibly trans people experience&lt;br /&gt;violence, harassment, and discrimination, while others have lost support&lt;br /&gt;of loved ones. If you are worried or stressed about these possibilities, or&lt;br /&gt;unsure of how to tell a loved one that you are thinking about taking or&lt;br /&gt;planning to take hormones, peer and/or professional counselling can be&lt;br /&gt;useful.&lt;br /&gt;2. Side effects/risks of estrogen&lt;br /&gt;Taking estrogen increases the risk of blood clots. Blood clots can cause&lt;br /&gt;death, permanent lung damage (clot in the lungs), permanent brain damage&lt;br /&gt;(stroke), heart attack, or chronic problems with the veins in your legs. The&lt;br /&gt;risk of blood clots is much higher for smokers, especially those who are age&lt;br /&gt;40 or higher. The danger is so high that some doctors will not prescribe&lt;br /&gt;estrogen if you are a smoker; most will only prescribe you a low dose as&lt;br /&gt;long as you are still smoking. The risk of blood clots may be reduced by&lt;br /&gt;taking estrogen via skin patch, cream, or gel (rather than pill/injection)&lt;br /&gt;and also by using a lower dose of estrogen.&lt;br /&gt;Taking estrogen changes the way your body metabolizes and stores fat.&lt;br /&gt;Taking estrogen can increase deposits of fat around your internal organs,&lt;br /&gt;which is associated with increased risk for diabetes and heart disease.&lt;br /&gt;Estrogen also increases the risk of gallstones, which can block your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gallbladder. If you have chest or abdominal pain, you should see a medical&lt;br /&gt;professional right away.&lt;br /&gt;Estrogen can cause increased blood pressure. This can be counteracted&lt;br /&gt;by taking it with spironolactone, which tends to lower blood pressure. If&lt;br /&gt;you can’t take spironolactone, there are other changes that can be tried,&lt;br /&gt;including other types of medication, exercise, and changes to diet.&lt;br /&gt;In some MTFs estrogen causes nausea and vomiting, similar to morning&lt;br /&gt;sickness in pregnant women. Estrogen can also cause headaches or&lt;br /&gt;migraines. If you are getting frequent headaches/migraines or the pain is&lt;br /&gt;unusually bad, or if you are vomiting for more than a couple of days, talk&lt;br /&gt;to a health professional.&lt;br /&gt;With breast growth there is often an increase in milky discharge from&lt;br /&gt;the nipples (galactorrhea). This is caused by the estrogen stimulating the&lt;br /&gt;production of the hormone prolactin, which in turn stimulates breast&lt;br /&gt;ducts to form milk. It is not known whether this increases the risk of noncancerous&lt;br /&gt;tumours of the pituitary gland, which produces prolactin&lt;br /&gt;(prolactinoma). Although prolactinoma is usually not life-threatening, it&lt;br /&gt;can damage vision and cause headaches. For this reason, blood levels of&lt;br /&gt;prolactin are usually checked for at least three years when you start&lt;br /&gt;taking estrogen, and further tests may be ordered if prolactin levels are&lt;br /&gt;very high or if prolactinoma is suspected.&lt;br /&gt;It is not known if estrogen increases the risks of breast cancer (see&lt;br /&gt;Trans people and cancer booklet). There have been cases of MTFs who&lt;br /&gt;have developed breast cancer after starting hormones. Risks of breast&lt;br /&gt;cancer are increased if you have a family history of breast cancer, have&lt;br /&gt;been taking estrogen and/or progestagens for more than 5 years, are age&lt;br /&gt;50+, or are overweight. Talk with your health care provider about&lt;br /&gt;screening tests that can be done to catch early signs of breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;3. Side effects/risks of anti-androgens&lt;br /&gt;Spironolactone affects the balance of water and salts in the kidneys. If&lt;br /&gt;the proportion of water and blood salts gets out of balance, you can have&lt;br /&gt;problems with low blood pressure or, rarely, high levels of potassium in&lt;br /&gt;the blood (this can cause changes to heart rhythm that may be lifethreatening).&lt;br /&gt;The doctor/nurse who prescribes you hormones should check&lt;br /&gt;your potassium levels and kidney function on a regular basis if you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• have a history of kidney problems&lt;br /&gt;• are taking medication that can raise blood potassium (ask your&lt;br /&gt;doctor or pharmacist)&lt;br /&gt;• are taking ACE-inhibitors (e.g., Accupril®, Altace®, Capoten®,&lt;br /&gt;Coversyl®, Inhibace®, Lotensin®, Mavik®, Monopril®, Prinivil®,&lt;br /&gt;Vasotec®, Zestril®) – commonly prescribed for people with high blood&lt;br /&gt;pressure or heart problems&lt;br /&gt;Spironolactone can also cause a skin rash. If this happens, see the&lt;br /&gt;doctor/nurse who prescribed the hormones.&lt;br /&gt;Summary of risks and possible side effects of MTF hormone therapy&lt;br /&gt;General risks • increased strain on liver Þ increased risk of liver disease&lt;br /&gt;• harassment, discrimination, violence, and rejection by&lt;br /&gt;people who do not support your decision to take hormones&lt;br /&gt;Estrogen Risks Possible side effects&lt;br /&gt;• increased risk of blood clots • increase in blood pressure&lt;br /&gt;(risk of death or permanent • nausea or vomiting&lt;br /&gt;damage) • increase in frequency or severity&lt;br /&gt;• increased risk of diabetes and of headaches/migraines&lt;br /&gt;heart disease • milky discharge from nipples&lt;br /&gt;• increased risk of gallstones&lt;br /&gt;• may be increased risk of noncancerous&lt;br /&gt;tumour of pituitary&lt;br /&gt;gland&lt;br /&gt;• not known if breast cancer&lt;br /&gt;risk is increased&lt;br /&gt;Spironolactone Risks Possible side effects&lt;br /&gt;• low blood pressure • skin rash&lt;br /&gt;• changes to heart rhythm due&lt;br /&gt;to high levels of blood&lt;br /&gt;potassium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health Checkups While You’re Taking&lt;br /&gt;Hormones&lt;br /&gt;As long as you are taking hormones (possibly the rest of your life), you&lt;br /&gt;need to have regular physical exams and lab tests to monitor your overall&lt;br /&gt;health. The first year after starting hormones, the prescribing doctor/&lt;br /&gt;nurse will want to see you at least every 3–4 months; after that, you will&lt;br /&gt;have appointments at least every 6 months. At each of these&lt;br /&gt;appointments, the doctor/nurse will likely:&lt;br /&gt;• ask questions about your overall health&lt;br /&gt;• check your blood pressure and your weight, and listen to your lungs&lt;br /&gt;• look at your arms, legs, hands, and feet to check your overall&lt;br /&gt;circulation as well as any signs of swelling, fluid retention, or pain&lt;br /&gt;• check for early warning signs of health problems that can be caused&lt;br /&gt;by hormone therapy or made worse by hormone therapy (e.g., blood&lt;br /&gt;clots, heart disease, diabetes)&lt;br /&gt;• recommend blood tests to check your blood sugar, blood fats, blood&lt;br /&gt;cells, and liver health&lt;br /&gt;• recommend other tests (e.g., bone scan, heart stress function test) as&lt;br /&gt;needed, depending on your health history, age, and any signs of&lt;br /&gt;possible health problems&lt;br /&gt;It is not known whether hormone therapy increases MTFs’ risks for&lt;br /&gt;breast cancer. Depending on your age, family history, and other risks&lt;br /&gt;for breast cancer, your health care provider may recommend a yearly&lt;br /&gt;mammogram. If you are older than 50, your health care provider should&lt;br /&gt;check your prostate (via a finger in your rectum) once a year.3 For more&lt;br /&gt;information on cancer screening, see the Transgender Health Program’s&lt;br /&gt;cancer booklet.&lt;br /&gt;While the Transgender Health Program’s training for health care&lt;br /&gt;providers emphasizes the need to be creative and consider stopping&lt;br /&gt;hormones as a last resort (rather than a first resort), there are some&lt;br /&gt;health problems that make it dangerous to take hormones. If your health&lt;br /&gt;16&lt;br /&gt;3 Like the testicles, the prostate (an organ that sits around the neck of the bladder) usually&lt;br /&gt;shrinks from “feminizing” hormones.However, prostate cancer can still happen. PSA (prostatespecific&lt;br /&gt;antigen) tests are sometimes recommended to monitor prostate health. Antiandrogens&lt;br /&gt;and estrogen can artificially lower PSA levels, making PSA tests unreliable in MTFs&lt;br /&gt;who are taking hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;care provider suspects you have one of these conditions, they will try to&lt;br /&gt;control it through medical treatment and/or changes to your diet, exercise,&lt;br /&gt;or other lifestyle issues. If the condition can’t be controlled, you may be&lt;br /&gt;switched to another type of hormone, or your dose may be reduced or&lt;br /&gt;stopped until your other health problems get under control.&lt;br /&gt;Maximizing the Benefits,Minimizing&lt;br /&gt;the Risks&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of things that you can do to help ensure your&lt;br /&gt;hormone therapy is as effective and safe as possible:&lt;br /&gt;• Be informed. Understanding how hormones work, what to expect,&lt;br /&gt;possible side effects/risks, and guidelines for care gives you the tools&lt;br /&gt;to be in charge of your health and to make informed decisions. Do&lt;br /&gt;your own research and ask questions. If you’re not sure where to&lt;br /&gt;look, the Transgender Health Program (see last page) can help you&lt;br /&gt;find resources.&lt;br /&gt;• If you smoke, stop or cut down. Smoking greatly increases the&lt;br /&gt;risks involved with hormone therapy. If you are a smoker, your&lt;br /&gt;estrogen level may have to be kept low. If you need help to quit, your&lt;br /&gt;health care provider can help you develop a plan and/or direct you to&lt;br /&gt;further resources (or contact QuitNow, toll-free at 1-877-455-2233,&lt;br /&gt;http://bc.quitnet.com). If you aren’t ready to quit, consider cutting&lt;br /&gt;down: every little bit helps.&lt;br /&gt;• Find a health care provider you trust and can be honest with.&lt;br /&gt;To get the most from hormone therapy, you need to be able to talk&lt;br /&gt;openly about what you want, concerns you have, and any problems you&lt;br /&gt;are experiencing. You also need to be able to talk openly with your&lt;br /&gt;health care provider about your health history, smoking, alcohol,&lt;br /&gt;street drugs, dietary supplements, herbs, and any other medication&lt;br /&gt;you are taking. Hormone therapy can be affected by all of these&lt;br /&gt;things, and being honest about them will help create a plan that is&lt;br /&gt;right for you.&lt;br /&gt;• Deal with problems early on. If caught early enough, most of the&lt;br /&gt;problems that can result from taking hormones can be dealt with in&lt;br /&gt;a creative way that doesn’t involve stopping hormones completely.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting can worsen your health to the point where you can’t take&lt;br /&gt;hormones at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Don’t change medication on your own. Check with your health&lt;br /&gt;care provider if you want to start, stop, or change the dose of any of&lt;br /&gt;your medication. Taking medication more frequently or at a higher&lt;br /&gt;dose than prescribed increases health risks and can slow down the&lt;br /&gt;effects you want. Going against the instructions of your health care&lt;br /&gt;provider also erodes trust with them. If you want to change your&lt;br /&gt;medication, talk with your health provider first.&lt;br /&gt;• Take a holistic approach to your health. Health involves more&lt;br /&gt;than just hormone levels, and taking hormones is only one way for&lt;br /&gt;trans people to improve quality of life. Building a circle of care that&lt;br /&gt;includes health professionals, friends, partners, and other people who&lt;br /&gt;care about you will help support you to deal with other health problems&lt;br /&gt;as they come up, and to heal from societal transphobia.&lt;br /&gt;• Know where to go for help. Staff at the Transgender Health Program&lt;br /&gt;can help you find information on trans health and transition issues,&lt;br /&gt;and can also help you connect with trans groups and community&lt;br /&gt;resources in your region. They can help with referrals if you need&lt;br /&gt;assistance finding a trans-experienced medical provider, counsellor,&lt;br /&gt;or another type of health professional.&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;br /&gt;Questions? Contact the Transgender Health Program:&lt;br /&gt;Office: #301-1290 Hornby Street,Vancouver, BC V6Z 1W2&lt;br /&gt;Phone/TTY/TDD: 604-734-1514 or 1-866-999-1514 (toll-free in BC)&lt;br /&gt;Email: transhealth@vch.ca&lt;br /&gt;Web: http://www.vch.ca/transhealth&lt;br /&gt;The Transgender Health Program is an anonymous and confidential free&lt;br /&gt;service for anyone in BC who has a trans health question or concern.&lt;br /&gt;Services for trans people and loved ones include:&lt;br /&gt;• information about trans advocacy, medical care, hormones, speech change,&lt;br /&gt;and surgery&lt;br /&gt;• help finding health/social services, and help navigating the trans health&lt;br /&gt;system&lt;br /&gt;• non-judgmental peer counselling and support&lt;br /&gt;• information about trans community organizations and peer support&lt;br /&gt;groups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© February 2006 Vancouver Coastal Health, Transcend Transgender Support &amp;amp; Education&lt;br /&gt;Society and Canadian Rainbow Health Coalition&lt;br /&gt;This publication may not be commercially reproduced, but copying for educational&lt;br /&gt;purposes is encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;This booklet was written by Olivia Ashbee and Joshua Mira Goldberg as part of the&lt;br /&gt;Trans Care Project, a joint effort of Transcend Transgender Support &amp;amp; Education&lt;br /&gt;Society and Vancouver Coastal Health’s Transgender Health Program.We thank the&lt;br /&gt;Canadian Rainbow Health Coalition and Vancouver Coastal Health for funding this&lt;br /&gt;project.We also thank Jacqueline Allan, Fionna Bayley,Dr.Marshall Dahl, Emily Hodge,&lt;br /&gt;and Sam Larkham for their input.&lt;br /&gt;For more copies, email the Transgender Health Program at trans.health@vch.ca or&lt;br /&gt;call/TTY 1-866-999-1514 (toll-free in BC) and quote Catalogue No. GA.100.H7822.&lt;br /&gt;TRANSCEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for better understanding  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vch.ca/transhealth/resources/library/tcpdocs/consumer/hormones-MTF.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.vch.ca/transhealth/resources/library/tcpdocs/consumer/hormones-MTF.pdf&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-7380542137705539979?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/7380542137705539979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=7380542137705539979' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/7380542137705539979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/7380542137705539979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2009/04/hormones-for-mtfs.html' title='Hormones for MTF&apos;s'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-6554015747397906924</id><published>2009-01-31T00:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:29:17.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandhini Lehanga Choli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; 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She declined to characterize the death as a suicide, however, saying it remained under investigation by the corrections department and Norfolk District Attorney William Keating.&lt;br /&gt;"There was no reason to believe that a cellmate was involved or there was any foul play. There was no indication there were security violations. Nonetheless, we are doing an investigation," Wiffin said.&lt;br /&gt;David Traub, a spokesman for Keating, said the Office of the Chief Medical Examiner performed an autopsy Tuesday, but the cause and manner of death was listed as undetermined pending the results of toxicology tests. The results of those tests may not be known for weeks, Traub said.&lt;br /&gt;Sharpe, 54, had tried to hang himself in his cell in 2002.&lt;br /&gt;He was convicted in 2001 of shooting his wife, Karen, in the foyer of her Wenham home in July 2000 as her brother and others looked on. In 2007, he was acquitted of charges he tried to hire a hit man to kill the prosecutor in his murder trial.&lt;br /&gt;Sharpe had been a member of the Harvard Medical School faculty who ran several businesses outside his medical practice and parlayed his earnings into millions in the stock market.&lt;br /&gt;Prosecutors said he killed his wife because he was angry over the prospect of losing $3 million in their divorce.&lt;br /&gt;His arrest drew national attention when photographs of him wearing slinky dresses and fishnet stockings were widely published. His wife had said in earlier affidavits that he stole her birth control pills in an effort to enlarge his breasts.&lt;br /&gt;At his trial, Sharpe testified that he began cross-dressing at a young age to escape his father's rage. Defense witnesses, including Sharpe's siblings, testified that Sharpe was abused for years by his father. He testified he didn't remember much about the night of the killing.&lt;br /&gt;A defense psychiatrist said Sharpe suffered from a half-dozen disorders, including depression and intermittent explosive disorder, which causes bursts of rage or aggression. The expert said alcohol made them worse.&lt;br /&gt;But prosecutors said Sharpe faked symptoms of mental illness. He did not kill his wife in a burst of rage, they argued, but planned the slaying after she left him.&lt;br /&gt;Richard Sharpe's appellate lawyer, Michael Traft, called for a thorough investigation of Sharpe's death, saying his client had not seemed depressed recently. Just last week, Sharpe sent him a letter saying he was looking forward tutoring other inmates in math and computer science, Traft said.&lt;br /&gt;"There was no indication that he was in any way despondent or had any contemplation of suicide," said Traft, who said he was preparing a motion for a new trial for Sharpe.&lt;br /&gt;Mark Smith, a partner in the law firm that represented Karen Sharpe in the divorce, said he hoped that Richard Sharpe's death "brings some closure to this nightmare for the three Sharpe children."&lt;br /&gt;The 2007 trial centered on allegations that Sharpe approached another prison inmate for help in killing Robert Weiner, who had brought the murder case against Sharpe as an Essex County prosecutor. Sharpe was acquitted in a four-day trial.&lt;br /&gt;"Whenever a person takes their own life, obviously you feel badly for that person, but my true sympathy is with Karen Sharpe," Weiner said Tuesday. "She died needlessly."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-3070589268254708051?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/3070589268254708051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=3070589268254708051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/3070589268254708051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/3070589268254708051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2009/01/cross-dressing-doctor-who-killed-wife.html' title='Cross-dressing doctor who killed wife found hanged  -- from  source :   http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5h3qTZG_qPt5neXBdRu-C5rX20f0w'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-5649398452126372751</id><published>2008-07-27T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:55:36.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIAN LADIES ROOM - ILR</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sisters some of the crossdressers in india are hurting the sentiments of one of the groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please use the link below to join the group and do not use links from any mails. only trust ILR members. The people are trying to use a different ID very similar to the owner of the group -- SHALINI to fake it. Please be aware!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love and regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/indian_ladies_room/join"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/indian_ladies_room/join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-5649398452126372751?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/5649398452126372751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=5649398452126372751' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/5649398452126372751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/5649398452126372751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2008/07/indian-ladies-room-ilr.html' title='INDIAN LADIES ROOM - ILR'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-4377031713857625153</id><published>2008-05-05T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T19:13:38.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INVITATION TO BE A WOMAN FOR A WHOLE DAY - 24 HRS</title><content type='html'>Hi .....................(fill your name it is personal to you),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am from ghaziabad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be free this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you come to my place with alll your stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like indian looks so preferably saree, blouse, petticoat, wig and bangles essentially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can dress here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then spend a whole day with me as a woman and also a night and go back monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may tell me your sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also bring more than one saree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will let you change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to be a bride and have a lehenga choli it will be great and you can have a honeymoon night too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not interested in sex so don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for your reply sweety!!!!!!!!!!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU WILL HAVE TO SHARE YOUR DRESSED AND STUFF WITH ME AS I WILL ALSO CD WITH YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nimisha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-4377031713857625153?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/4377031713857625153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=4377031713857625153' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/4377031713857625153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/4377031713857625153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2008/05/invitation-to-be-woman-for-whole-day-24.html' title='INVITATION TO BE A WOMAN FOR A WHOLE DAY - 24 HRS'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-3787070676572068829</id><published>2008-03-17T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:17:35.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOMAN WHO WAS A SOLDIER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/R980FWvIXsI/AAAAAAAAApw/E7wXQ54mDMA/s1600-h/IAN+-+NIMI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/R980FmvIXvI/AAAAAAAAAqI/PkmY6eh3kTk/s400/IAN+-+NIMI.3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178915367401578226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6ft ex-soldier who has won a personal war - by becoming a woman&lt;br /&gt;By JAN HAMILTON - More by this author » Last updated at 02:19am on 16th March 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments Comments&lt;br /&gt;A little over a year ago, Ian Hamilton was a 6ft, 16-stone captain in the Parachute Regiment – a much-decorated career soldier who had served at the sharp end of every major conflict of the past two decades, including Iraq and Afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ian realised he really was a woman in a man's body. He changed his name to Jan Hamilton and, thanks to female hormones and extensive plastic surgery, became an elegant size 12 who could turn heads at any cocktail party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan's family disowned her, the Army summarily dismissed her. Now Jan – accompanied by a Channel 4 TV crew – has travelled to Thailand for the final, irreversible operation to change her, at last, into a woman. Here is her moving story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macho: Ian chose the most stereotypically 'male' job imaginable - that of a paratrooper - before finally accepting his 'accident of birth' and having a sex change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks before I was due to travel to Thailand to have the final, complex and painful operation that would change me from man to woman, I began the last stages of my preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The recovery from the gruelling series of operations I had last summer to feminise my face and give me breasts had been long and difficult. I suffered three months of blinding headaches, nausea and loss of balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy at the age of 43, but I steadily built up my fitness as my recovery progressed. The only way I could rationalise what I was going through was to treat it as a military deployment. That, at least, was a world I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being told to stop taking my female hormone medication. At my age, oestrogen can act as a blood-thickening agent and could put me at risk of deep vein thrombosis. I was approaching the most important event of my life – the operation – and the change in my hormones was making me confused and deeply distressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my mind turning cartwheels, I mentally replayed the story of my life. I reflected on the biological fact that all foetuses are conceived as female and that gender is determined at some time in the first three months of development. I believe that in my case the gender assignment got confused. I was meant to be a girl, but somehow turned out to be a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered how confused I had been as a child, avidly consuming Westerns and war movies and anything "male" in an attempt to make sense of my world. I absorbed all the lessons about boys being tough and never crying and I eventually chose the most stereotypically male occupation I could possibly find. I became a paratrooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I was a confused and angry young man. The rampant testosterone of adolescence and early adulthood nearly drove me mad. I can only equate it to trying to run a petrol engine on diesel. I constantly stalled and misfired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reasonably successful as an officer, yet each time I was on the cusp of achievement, breakdown loomed. My anger constantly destroyed what I had built. And the withdrawal symptoms after stopping my oestrogen medication were having the same, undesirable effect all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days to the operation drew closer, I could feel myself becoming more angry, more emotional, more withdrawn and more confused. I also knew how much the operation would hurt, at least I thought I did. My facial surgery had been excruciating – it was a major reconstruction of the bones of my face and I had been unconscious for nearly 14 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down for more ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New woman: Jan says she has finally found peace, despite the physical trauma of her operation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I would be out for another eight hours for this operation. I knew it would be even more painful and I was terrified. Five months on from the original surgery, I had lost much of Ian, not least his certainty and his bravery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the early Fifties, when ex-GI Christine Jorgensen caused a global sensation by becoming the first man to undergo a sex-change, the accepted technique has been what is called penile inversion. This process, as practised in the UK, uses the skin of the penis to create a vagina that is little more than a tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cosmetic results are not good, and sensation is a lottery but, even so, the technique has survived for 50 years. If you apply for gender reassignment on the NHS, this is what you will be offered. Actually, it's all you will be offered – the NHS does not do facial feminisation, hair transplants or laser hair removal. You will also be treated in a mental health clinic, despite the fact that you suffer from a birth condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man I chose to change me from a man to a woman was the same surgeon who rebuilt my face – Dr Suporn Watanyusakul of the Aikchol Hospital in Chonburi, Thailand. After exhaustive research on the internet, I discovered that Dr Suporn is the world's leading expert in feminisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down for more ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honour: Ian receiving a medal for services in Iraq from Prince Edward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I know he is more than that: he is an artist. More than 1,500 people have travelled from all over the world to be treated by him. In the transsexual community, he is a legend. He is also one of the kindest and most gentle men I have ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pioneered a technique of genital reassignment surgery that is light years ahead of anything available in this country, or anywhere else for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, I think I am a little in love with him, in a paternal kind of way. He is, in so many ways, my father now: he made me and has held my life, figuratively and literally, in his hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Suporn has his own way of doing things. His technique is complex and painful and takes six months to heal, but the results are astounding. Unless you are a gynaecologist, you cannot tell the difference between a Suporn trans-woman and a genetic one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flew out to Thailand at the end of January and checked into a small business hotel a few minutes from the hospital and Dr Suporn's clinic. All the clinic's patients use the hotel, as it has specially trained staff who are very understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down for more ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living a lie: Ian was a decorated soldier, but he could never find happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the evening of my arrival, Dr Suporn explained the procedure to me in his office. His evident pride in his work filled his voice. We sat in the dark, his diagrams illuminated by a dim desk-lamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep didn't come easily that night, which would be my last as a man. By the time I was wheeled down to the fourth floor of Aikchol Hospital the following day, I was shaking with fear. Ian had long since left me, I had run out of reserves of courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Suporn's clinic has its own specialised staff and occupies an entire floor of the private hospital and his wonderful nurses hugged me and held my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for God to guide Dr Suporn's hand, for my family who had abandoned me, for my ex-wife, that she would find happiness again, and for all the friends who anxiously waited to hear of my news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next eight hours, while I was under general anaesthetic, Dr Suporn removed my testes and made my new feminine form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, an operation of this delicacy and complexity involves a lot of detailed surgery. I needed more than 500 stitches. The recovery is long and painful. For seven days, I lay in hospital – with two catheters and about 30ft of bandages inside me – in a morphine-induced haze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screamed when Dr Suporn performed his magician's trick of pulling yards and yards of the dressings from inside me. The operation was apparently successful, but my new groin looked like an inflated football. Trying to walk was utter agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will never be able to have children, but to all intents and purposes, I was now identical to any post-hysterectomy female. I was now a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, I was discharged back to the hotel. I think I went mad in that hotel room. I couldn't walk, so I locked myself away, living on room service. I was in too much agony even to watch TV or read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my time lying on my back and waiting for the pain to subside. I think I became addicted to my morphine and taking about 25 other pills every day – anti-depressants, anti-inflammatories, sleeping pills, oral painkillers, antibiotics – Elvis couldn't have taken more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most acute physical pain imaginable, like a knife driving into my gut, and the most intense migraine I thought would never go away. I was told that was a hormone withdrawal symptom. By day ten, I started shaking and vomiting and my skin came out in a rash as a reaction to the cocktail of strong drugs with vicious side-effects. I lost all sense of reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only link to the outside world was the internet connection, downstairs in reception. I knew every painful step to get there - ten from my room to the lift, seven floors down, fifty across reception, then squirming on my rubber ring – a hollow cushion given to women recovering from difficult childbirth – as I tried to sit in some form of comfort. My emails home became more desperate. My sanity left me, every little piece of small tragedy became amplified to massive proportions. Why had my mother disowned me? Why had The Parachute Regiment disowned me? What would I do for the rest of my life? Why had God made me such a freak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually it got too much. I wrote a very sober and simple email and said "goodbye". I went up to my room and took every pill I could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I was more loved than I realised. A small group of girl-friends read the email and called the hotel – who in turn got me into an ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is strange to think now that two weeks after my surgery I would be back in hospital – this time by my own hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had completely underestimated the power of hormones on my body. The removal of my testes took away the driving force of testosterone, while I was forbidden from restarting my oestrogen treatment for another two weeks. My body and mind struggled to adjust. I was alone, halfway round the world and surrounded by people who didn't speak much English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as I took handfuls of pills, I knew it was irrational, but at that moment, I had given up the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the overdose, I was unconscious for about four hours. They told me afterwards if I had gone 12 hours, I would be dead. I was forced to go cold turkey for a couple of days as part of the detoxification process – and, my God, how I shook. But when I was allowed back on my hormones, I felt genuinely sorry for the pain I had caused and grateful that I was so valued and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was discharged from hospital back to the hotel within 24 hours and was on a flight back to London ten days later. The flight was long and painful, and in many ways my arrival back at my home near Blackpool was an anticlimax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so long, I'd been using all my mental strength to get this far. Now I was back, I realised the world still turned whatever I did. Life goes on, bills still have to be paid. But I am gradually realising that my life has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will always be tall and always have quite a broad skeleton, but now I can look people, men in particular, in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my operation I was a man, now I know I am a woman and that means everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importantly, I am adjusting to being a woman in what is still, in so many ways, a man's world. It doesn't mean that women cannot compete, it is just that we have been given different ways of achieving our goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the old days, I would have marched into a meeting, been instantly regarded as an alpha male and said: "I want this to happen and I want it to happen now". As a woman, I can't do that. I bite my tongue and find myself saying, particularly to men: "Do you think we could look at this another way?" or "Can I put this to the group?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think some men are intimidated when I challenge them and they feel undermined by my intellect and experience – I am well travelled, speak a number of languages and am used to making decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a social setting, I am coming to terms with being judged on my physical appearance. Some men are clearly attracted to me, but become confused when they find out about my past. Some are fascinated by what I have been through, while others blanch at the very mention of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A male friend gave me a lecture about not showing weakness now I'm a woman, but I've come to realise that women have different strengths, such as emotional intuition, dexterity of language and perception of feeling. I've had to check myself in meetings so as not to appear over-assertive for a woman amid competitive men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My world has changed completely. Exactly a year ago, The Parachute Regiment offered me the job of Air Operations Officer which meant I would, had I had stayed a man, have been running the helicopter operations in Afghanistan. Now I have no job and am currently embroiled in a legal battle with the Army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only contact I have had with my regiment was to be told by my colonel that I had "gone from hero to zero in one day" and I received 400 hate-mails on an Army gossip website, many from people I had served with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But would I go back? Never. My body may be broken, but it's healing. This story has a happy ending. When I wake in the mornings, I am truly content. I never thought I could be happy like this. My male friends cannot understand what I have done and, indeed, I wouldn't wish it on them. What happened to me is an accident of birth. I didn't choose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend I had known before the operation told me he didn't know how to treat me now. The answer is easy: treat me as any other woman, with respect and civility. It's remarkably easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Army career is now over, so I am going to have to build a new career in the media as a writer and presenter. At the same time, I would like my story to help transsexuals gain acceptance in our society, particularly in the military, and I would like to find a man who loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like a little cottage, with a line of lavender to the front door. I would love to adopt a child that needs a warm and tender mother. Most of all, I would like to stop fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life has been a battle - against the Queen's enemies, against society, but also, more importantly, against myself. Now, the war is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes at a price but, for me, it has been worth paying. 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href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2008/03/woman-who-was-soldier.html' title='WOMAN WHO WAS A SOLDIER'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/R980FWvIXsI/AAAAAAAAApw/E7wXQ54mDMA/s72-c/IAN+-+NIMI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-2978616061772140896</id><published>2008-03-17T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T19:59:07.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARVATI's MARRIAGE -- an old interview</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, September 11, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARVATI'S MARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha HI Parvati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how are you this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha you look nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i am bit ok and hubby is still sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha where have you been the whole night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati at trivendrum kovalam beach resthouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha when did you come here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yesterday morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we did shopping whole day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha alone or with some one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati with admirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha thats interestting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha please tell us in detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how you met him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and how did he convince you to meet him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we used to met at hyd in weekends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha please tell us the details&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he is a nice guy and wants to maintain secret relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati telling the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we did shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how you arrived here etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati by train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha can you tell us the details of your shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and how you did it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha who helped you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yesterday we purchased saree,petticoat and readymade jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati one girl from beach hotel helped to puchase this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what type of saree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after that we visited the 1 gram gold shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha colur fabric etc. please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is a work saree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati with fully deisnged with yellow flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha is it heavy saree? can you guess how heavy is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and then what did you get at the gold shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we purchased 1 gram jewellary chain and 1 necklace, anklets, toe rings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati 2.10inch 2 dozen red bangles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati 8 1 gram gold bangles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha any gold bangles too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after shopping we went to tailor to stich the jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha any head and nose and ear jewellery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha please tell us about that too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we purchased ear jewellary and head jewellary also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we went to nearby temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and asked one priest for rituals of wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what did you do at the temple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he has not agreed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what did he say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati evening i shaved my beard and body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and makeup applied for face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i wored the bridal outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha why didn't you go to the temple dressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati the girl who is working there helped me to wear the saree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha did she know about you that you are going to be the bride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she prepard me like beautiful lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati my admirer explained her and paid 1000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha did she ask you anything specifically like you being a man etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha she must have become a good friend of yours by now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha can you please explain the steps how she dressed and made you like a bride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati first i weared panty and bra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after that she came and ask me to wear petticoat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha was the girl watching you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i weared it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she is outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati afte weaing petticoat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she came and asked me to wear jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what type of blouse was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i weared it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha was it jacket with zip or a blouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is a sleeve less blouse with back open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she came and droped the saree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and what did you fill in your btras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is padded bra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how id you feel when a girl draped a saree on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she droped the saree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati when she draped the saree i feel shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she said dont be shy by seeing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati u hv to shy in front of ur husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and your skin gave you a tingle aslo as you were smooth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha did she pin your saree in front and at shoulder too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she put lot of flowers on my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and put bindi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what type of wig were you using?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and put red sindhoor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is a long hair wig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how long was the hair may we know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is coming near to my legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and how did you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha with such long hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i feel like real woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha was it braided or bun or loose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is braided&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha great a yellow saree and alot of flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and with full of mogali rekulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and it is heavy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how did she go about the jewellery and make up then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i hv sit in front of mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she cam backupward and put the necklace on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and i felt very gud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how big was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha was it heavy also?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is not heavy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati but it is perfect fit for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i weared ear rings my self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati weared bangles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after that she take one coconut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and put the thick jewelary chain and put on coconu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati with 2 tallis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and put the toe rings in the place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she asked me to carry this plate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati my hubby is ready with white dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we went to nearby temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i am bit worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati if any body recognizes i am not woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati thant it will be a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati but the girl accompany me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we visited temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she told temple priest tht me is her siste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and wants to marry the boy friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati the preiset ask some questions to my admirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he told tht yes he is goint to marry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati the plate given to priest t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati preisst perform puja in front of god and get back the plate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and given to my hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he took the plate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and he asked to sit side by side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we both ste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati priest perform some pooja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and ask my admirer to tie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati mangalsutra around my neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he tied mangalsutra and pinched my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i felt shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after that the girl askmed me to wear toe ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i weared it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we both thanks the priest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and started back to hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i felt shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and my hubby always asking how i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha so you had a proper marriage in a way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we come to rest house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati then started first night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha great yaar!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what happened there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i took milk glass and went inside room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati with shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i hv little bit fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati when i go inside he asked me to sit on his lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i sat there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha then what happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he took glass and drink the milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and given half glass back and asked me to dring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i drink it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after that he took me to the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati first he kissed my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha uhoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and slowly he start removing my saree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i felt shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha goood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and i will not allowed him to remove my sarre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati but he forcely remove my saree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i am with full jewels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he told u r beautiful dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and kissed my stomach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and i am in bed he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati kissed my total body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha must have been a great feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i felt very happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he removed my jacket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and pressed my boobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he removed my petticoat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and kissed the body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i kissed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha great and i must say you were a nice lady with him and now his wife forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati but he put me one condition tht he doesn't want to share my photos to anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes i am wife to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he is asking me wht r u doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i said i am chatting with my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha well it was a pleasure knowing about your marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha wish you a great married life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati thank u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati today also we are goint to stay here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and wud like to enjoy honeymoon trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha if you would like to share any of your bridal snaps for our readers it would be greatful of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i lost fear in the society now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha you can share one snap at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati since nobody is questioned me and also i look beautiful lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha we would also liek to see our married lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha can we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati till now no snap taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha can you please send one snap for us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha thats sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati my hubby put the condition that - no photos and no snaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha we would have wanted to see you as the bride. Any way when can we expect the snaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati any way i wll share my marraige photo soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how soon may we know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati today i wll convince him and share the photo to u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha can i put this interview on yahoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and blogger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parvati ok bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha with your snaps it would have looked much better, any ways if you send me the snaps tomorrow i will update it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and pleas eget your snaps as a bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by nimisha at 6:58 PM 0 comments&lt;br /&gt;Your Ad Here&lt;br /&gt;[Close Box]  Ads by Paypopup [Close Box]&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, September 09, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Your Ad Here&lt;br /&gt;Your Ad Here&lt;br /&gt;Your Ad Here&lt;br /&gt;Your Ad Here&lt;br /&gt;Your Ad Here&lt;br /&gt;Your Ad Here&lt;br /&gt;PARVATI'S MARRIAGE&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha HI Parvati&lt;br /&gt;Parvati hi&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how are you this morning&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha you look nice&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i am bit ok and hubby is still sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha where have you been the whole night&lt;br /&gt;Parvati at trivendrum kovalam beach resthouse&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha great&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha when did you come here?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yesterday morning&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we did shopping whole day&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha alone or with some one&lt;br /&gt;Parvati with admirer&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha thats interestting&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha please tell us in detail&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how you met him&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and how did he convince you to meet him&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we used to met at hyd in weekends&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha please tell us the details&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he is a nice guy and wants to maintain secret relationship&lt;br /&gt;Parvati telling the story&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha go on&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we did shopping&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how you arrived here etc&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what shopping&lt;br /&gt;Parvati by train&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha can you tell us the details of your shopping&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and how you did it?&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha who helped you?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yesterday we purchased saree,petticoat and readymade jacket&lt;br /&gt;Parvati one girl from beach hotel helped to puchase this&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what type of saree&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after that we visited the 1 gram gold shop&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha colur fabric etc. please&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is a work saree&lt;br /&gt;Parvati with fully deisnged with yellow flowers&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha is it heavy saree? can you guess how heavy is it?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ahan&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and then what did you get at the gold shop&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we purchased 1 gram jewellary chain and 1 necklace, anklets, toe rings,&lt;br /&gt;Parvati 2.10inch 2 dozen red bangles&lt;br /&gt;Parvati 8 1 gram gold bangles&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha any gold bangles too&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after shopping we went to tailor to stich the jacket&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha any head and nose and ear jewellery?&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha please tell us about that too?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we purchased ear jewellary and head jewellary also&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we went to nearby temple&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha nose?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and asked one priest for rituals of wedding&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what did you do at the temple?&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he has not agreed&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what did he say?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati evening i shaved my beard and body&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and makeup applied for face&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i wored the bridal outfit&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha why didn't you go to the temple dressed&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati the girl who is working there helped me to wear the saree&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha did she know about you that you are going to be the bride?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she prepard me like beautiful lady&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;Parvati my admirer explained her and paid 1000&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha did she ask you anything specifically like you being a man etc.&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati no&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha she must have become a good friend of yours by now&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha can you please explain the steps how she dressed and made you like a bride?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati first i weared panty and bra&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after that she came and ask me to wear petticoat&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha was the girl watching you?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i weared it&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati no&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she is outside&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati afte weaing petticoat&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she came and asked me to wear jacket&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what type of blouse was it?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i weared it&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha was it jacket with zip or a blouse&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is a sleeve less blouse with back open&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she came and droped the saree&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and what did you fill in your btras&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is padded bra&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how id you feel when a girl draped a saree on you?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she droped the saree&lt;br /&gt;Parvati when she draped the saree i feel shy&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she said dont be shy by seeing me&lt;br /&gt;Parvati u hv to shy in front of ur husband&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and your skin gave you a tingle aslo as you were smooth?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha did she pin your saree in front and at shoulder too?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she put lot of flowers on my head&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and put bindi&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what type of wig were you using?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and put red sindhoor&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is a long hair wig&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how long was the hair may we know?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is coming near to my legs&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and how did you feel&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha with such long hair?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i feel like real woman&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha was it braided or bun or loose?&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is braided&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha great a yellow saree and alot of flowers&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and with full of mogali rekulu&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and it is heavy&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how did she go about the jewellery and make up then&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i hv sit in front of mirror&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she cam backupward and put the necklace on&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and i felt very gud&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how big was it?&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha was it heavy also?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is not heavy&lt;br /&gt;Parvati but it is perfect fit for me&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i weared ear rings my self&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati weared bangles&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after that she take one coconut&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and put the thick jewelary chain and put on coconu&lt;br /&gt;Parvati with 2 tallis&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha good&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and put the toe rings in the place&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she asked me to carry this plate&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha where?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati my hubby is ready with white dress&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we went to nearby temple&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i am bit worry&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati if any body recognizes i am not woman&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati thant it will be a problem&lt;br /&gt;Parvati but the girl accompany me&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we visited temple&lt;br /&gt;Parvati she told temple priest tht me is her siste&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and wants to marry the boy friend&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati the preiset ask some questions to my admirer&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he told tht yes he is goint to marry&lt;br /&gt;Parvati the plate given to priest t&lt;br /&gt;Parvati preisst perform puja in front of god and get back the plate&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and given to my hubby&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he took the plate&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and he asked to sit side by side&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we both ste&lt;br /&gt;Parvati priest perform some pooja&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and ask my admirer to tie&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati mangalsutra around my neck&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he tied mangalsutra and pinched my back&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i felt shy&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after that the girl askmed me to wear toe ring&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i weared it&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we both thanks the priest&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and started back to hotel&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i felt shy&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and my hubby always asking how i feel&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha so you had a proper marriage in a way?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we come to rest house&lt;br /&gt;Parvati then started first night&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha great yaar!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha what happened there?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i took milk glass and went inside room&lt;br /&gt;Parvati with shy&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i hv little bit fear&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati when i go inside he asked me to sit on his lap&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i sat there&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha then what happened&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he took glass and drink the milk&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and given half glass back and asked me to dring&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i drink it&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after that he took me to the bed&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha alright&lt;br /&gt;Parvati first he kissed my head&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha uhoon&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha !&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha !&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and slowly he start removing my saree&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i felt shy&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha goood&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and i will not allowed him to remove my sarre&lt;br /&gt;Parvati but he forcely remove my saree&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i am with full jewels&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he told u r beautiful dear&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha alright&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and kissed my stomach&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha wow&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and i am in bed he&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha wow&lt;br /&gt;Parvati kissed my total body&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha must have been a great feeling&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i felt very happy&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he removed my jacket&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and pressed my boobs&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he removed my petticoat&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and kissed the body&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i kissed it&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati after that he asked me to suck his cock&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i sucked his cock&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha was he very big?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati it is very big&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and my mouth is full&lt;br /&gt;Parvati only half cock come inside my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we both enjoyed whole night&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he removed my bra and panty&lt;br /&gt;Parvati we went to bathroom and enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i would hv taken snaps&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha great and i must say you were a nice lady with him and now his wife forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Parvati but he put me one condition tht he doesn't want to share my photos to anybody&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes i am wife to him&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha ok&lt;br /&gt;Parvati he is asking me wht r u doing&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i said i am chatting with my friend&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha well it was a pleasure knowing about your marriage?&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha wish you a great married life.&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha !&lt;br /&gt;Parvati thank u&lt;br /&gt;Parvati today also we are goint to stay here&lt;br /&gt;Parvati and wud like to enjoy honeymoon trip&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha if you would like to share any of your bridal snaps for our readers it would be greatful of you&lt;br /&gt;Parvati i lost fear in the society now&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha you can share one snap at least.&lt;br /&gt;Parvati since nobody is questioned me and also i look beautiful lady&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha we would also liek to see our married lady&lt;br /&gt;Parvati ok&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha can we?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati till now no snap taken&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha can you please send one snap for us?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha thats sad&lt;br /&gt;Parvati my hubby put the condition that - no photos and no snaps&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha we would have wanted to see you as the bride. Any way when can we expect the snaps?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati any way i wll share my marraige photo soon&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha how soon may we know?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati today i wll convince him and share the photo to u&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha can i put this interview on yahoo?&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and blogger?&lt;br /&gt;Parvati yes&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha thanks&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha i will&lt;br /&gt;Parvati ok bye&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha with your snaps it would have looked much better, any ways if you send me the snaps tomorrow i will update it again&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha bye&lt;br /&gt;Nimisha and pleas eget your snaps as a bride&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-2978616061772140896?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/2978616061772140896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=2978616061772140896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/2978616061772140896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/2978616061772140896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2008/03/parvatis-marriage-old-interview.html' title='PARVATI&apos;s MARRIAGE -- an old interview'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-3114620705499903368</id><published>2007-11-11T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T21:11:51.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SANA KHAN A  name who left cding; when it was her passion</title><content type='html'>sanakhan500 (8:21:01 PM): hi&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:21:09 PM): hi&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:21:13 PM): h r u&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:21:21 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:21:25 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:21:29 PM): wts up&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:21:42 PM): nothing&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:21:54 PM): missing you as a cd&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:22:00 PM): hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:22:02 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:22:08 PM): bt i m now man&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:22:08 PM): lost a cd friend in you&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:22:12 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:22:19 PM): bt i m on right way&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:22:35 PM): well cding is not wrong&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:22:43 PM): leave it but&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:23:25 PM): leave it u r also man i m also man so accept hthat&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:24:52 PM): i am a man&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:25:04 PM): o enjoy it both ways&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:25:34 PM): well what about my business proposal&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:25:35 PM): so live as a man&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:25:54 PM): ur perposal is good bt canot be succesful here&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:25:58 PM): so leave that&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:26:05 PM): why?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:26:28 PM): becase no one will pay here all things imean medicensens and consulation is free&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:26:53 PM): meaning?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:27:01 PM): if u want to publish my intervivew on ur blog u can ask from me&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:27:14 PM): like&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:27:15 PM): i rewad all cd interviews&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:27:19 PM): what kind&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:27:36 PM): becase u take fee and gora dont pay&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:27:59 PM): you wanna give interview like cd?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:28:04 PM): becase they get every thing free&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:28:15 PM): what do they pat for?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:28:20 PM): its up to u i was a big cd and now i leave&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:28:27 PM): pay&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:28:42 PM): they p[ay for drinking and sex and nothing eles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:29:06 PM): i like u take my interview as a cd and as a boy&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:29:10 PM): well if you can relive your cding then i can take your interview&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:29:13 PM): and pblish it&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:29:28 PM): i rember every thing&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:29:33 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:29:38 PM): do you have gmail&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:29:40 PM): or gtalk&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:29:45 PM): no yahoo i have&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:29:48 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:29:51 PM): no issues&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:29:54 PM): k&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:30:00 PM): how much time you have&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:30:16 PM): i have time for u honey no problem&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:30:20 PM): can we have the interview now? &lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:30:24 PM): u ask and i wil tell&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:30:27 PM): ya&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:30:43 PM): please do not mind if i ask anything that you may not want&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:30:48 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:30:56 PM): would you mind sharing your male name&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:31:06 PM): ali&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:31:08 PM): ok i am going to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:32:17 PM): ask honey&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:32:19 PM): Hi Friends, here we have Ali. He was a cd till some time back. he has left it now; but i have managed to ask himto share his cding with us&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:32:34 PM): here we go&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:32:40 PM): k&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:32:51 PM): Good morning Ali&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:32:57 PM): how are you&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:32:58 PM): .&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:33:00 PM): ?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:33:04 PM): good morning bt here still night&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:33:07 PM): fine&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:33:16 PM): great&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:33:33 PM): how different do you think is being a CD from a boy&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:33:35 PM): ?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:33:54 PM): its a big differnt being a cd and being a man&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:34:15 PM): how can you please explain for us?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:34:40 PM): becae god make u a man or a woman &lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:35:13 PM): if ur boy or girl and like to become opposite sex i think u start fighting with nature&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:35:21 PM): and u canot fight with natue&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:35:25 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:35:38 PM): well can we share something of your cding&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:36:14 PM): i was doing cdong wen iwa 10 year old now im 27&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:36:28 PM): what was the most exciting part of your cding?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:36:42 PM): wen i done 2nd time&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:37:05 PM): can you please elaborate on that&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:38:01 PM): my one elder cosio she is woman she one day said ali im going o make u a girl&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:38:12 PM): i feel starnage bt i said ok make me&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:38:13 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:38:20 PM): london&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:38:26 PM): we are listening&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:38:28 PM): go on&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:38:29 PM): k&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:38:57 PM): she give me gahra and i wear that&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:39:10 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:39:13 PM): what else&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:39:15 PM): ?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:39:21 PM): only gagra&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:39:26 PM): and chooli]&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:39:39 PM): go on&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:39:50 PM): we want to listen to you&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:40:09 PM): after 1 month my parents went on foreign tour and me and mu cosion were alone&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:40:17 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:40:47 PM): she said one day ali i wish i have a ssahali can u be my shali]&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:41:07 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:41:19 PM): go on we are there&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:41:31 PM): you need not keep buzzing&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:41:57 PM): then she went to bazar and and said to me ali now u r sana my new sahali &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:42:03 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:42:11 PM): and what all did she get for you&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:42:41 PM): she help me in wearing langha and chooli and bring bangels size 2.5&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:42:45 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:42:49 PM): and she done my make up&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:42:53 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:43:08 PM): applied listickand artifical nails&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:43:12 PM): and long wig&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:43:19 PM): and ask me to see the mirror&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:43:20 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:43:23 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:43:24 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:43:33 PM): and i become surprise wen isee the miror&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:43:40 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:43:49 PM): becase a girl was standing in front of miror&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:43:57 PM): ok then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:43:58 PM): not ali&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:44:10 PM): how did you learn other things&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:44:18 PM): she told me&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:44:24 PM): what&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:44:45 PM): like using lipstick blush on maskara&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:44:51 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:44:55 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:44:56 PM): ya&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:45:04 PM): how did your desires grow&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:45:14 PM): and we continue for2 year wen we alone&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:45:17 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:45:33 PM): and who taught you how to wear other dresses&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:45:41 PM): she&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:45:57 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:46:06 PM): k&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:46:07 PM): did you develop any special desires&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:46:25 PM): after some time i start thing like girls&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:46:48 PM): that every body pay attention o beautiful and sexy girls not on boys&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:46:52 PM): what made you do that&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:47:01 PM): i like that&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:47:33 PM): what more?&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:47:36 PM): why?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:47:54 PM): then i become 14 year old one day she bring one dildo&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:48:01 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:48:02 PM): and she made mea bride&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:48:19 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:48:21 PM): and said ali now ur sana today is ur suhagraat&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:48:21 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:48:26 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:48:43 PM):  so i m ur dulha and ur mu dulhan so make me happy&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:49:14 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:49:16 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:49:28 PM): she was elder than me isaid ok do wt u want becae ur expericed than me on thattime she got maried iwas 15 year old on that time&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:50:11 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:51:24 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:51:45 PM): then she moved to uk and i got admison in govt college lahore&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:51:50 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:51:53 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:52:03 PM): how did your cding progress&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:52:34 PM): then after 2year she cam to pka and one day we were alone she said ali imade u girl somany time if u dressyo today u look locious&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:52:45 PM): i feel hasitation be she convinced&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:52:46 PM):  me&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:52:55 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:52:57 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:53:26 PM): then she dress me in er one hslwar kamez and i use her jewlery and she done mymake up a&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:53:42 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:53:49 PM): and said i look like a real girl and i becoem estonish wen iseee the mirror&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:53:56 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:53:59 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:54:33 PM): after 1month my father went on tour from his company went to usa&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:54:46 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:54:51 PM): mom was also with ihm me my cosion noshi nosheen is her name&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:54:56 PM): we were alone&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:55:11 PM): she daily tried my mom and her dresses on me &lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:55:16 PM): and i also like&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:55:18 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:55:54 PM): then one day she said ali today u will be noshi and iw ill be kamran noshi huband name is kamran&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:55:57 PM): did she askyou learn thing slike dancing andvoice train you for feminine softness&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:55:58 PM): i siad ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:56:07 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:56:12 PM): ya&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:56:35 PM): ok then&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:56:38 PM): what did she do&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:56:56 PM): she dress me in one of her light green shalwar kamez&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:57:15 PM): and bangels and ear rings and done my make up with wig&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:57:20 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:57:38 PM): and she kissed my lips and cheeks and i realy enjoyed on that time&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:57:49 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:57:52 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:58:18 PM): after that she went to usa with her huband i cam e to uk for my studies&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:58:34 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:58:37 PM): i left cding&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:58:44 PM): how did it again start then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:59:03 PM): one day she caled me that she took divorce from her husband&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:59:08 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:59:08 PM): and ding job&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:59:37 PM): after 3 months she saie said she has holidays ashe is comingto seee u&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:59:37 PM): did you ask why?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:59:42 PM): uk&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (8:59:45 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:59:46 PM): no&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (8:59:57 PM): it was 2003&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:00:02 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:00:04 PM): she cam in uk&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:00:27 PM): on that time i have affair with sara my fiaganse now&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:00:32 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:00:48 PM): one day noshi caaled me she is coming to lonfon after 4 days&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:01:00 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:01:14 PM): then she cam and she spend 6 weeks&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:01:31 PM): after 2 weeks one day she was ironing her one saree&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:01:38 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:01:55 PM): she asked me ali u rmber i made u a sweet girl u wnt to become now&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:02:17 PM): i feel hasitation bt i said&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:02:28 PM): ok and she made me to wear her saree&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:02:37 PM): and she done my make up&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:02:42 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:02:51 PM): and i felt good&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:03:18 PM): after 4 day we done againa dreupsecion this time iwear a mini skert&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:03:26 PM): this time she broght s wig&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:03:31 PM): and we enjy&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:03:31 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:03:56 PM): then she went backa nd after 4 onths she cam gain&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:04:05 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:04:26 PM): and one day she said ali if u were a girl u look a good girl i ask how&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:04:28 PM): how did you develop interaction with other cd's&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:04:37 PM): she said i amke ua sexy girl&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:05:04 PM): and i dress up her bridal dress and all jewley&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:05:12 PM): i feel realy good&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:05:22 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:05:26 PM): ya&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:06:01 PM): after one weak she again made me bride &lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:06:26 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:06:37 PM): on that day iwas so horneyiask noshi if i m girl hwo i can feel i m girl she said iw ill make u woman&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:06:45 PM): then she bring out dildo&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:06:53 PM): and put it in my ass&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:06:55 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:07:08 PM): in start i feel realy painful &lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:07:17 PM): even bledding start&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:07:30 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:07:39 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:07:43 PM): go on&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:08:30 PM): then after days chrustmis hloiday cam and i were totaly alone she said ali u will be girl for 4 day becase she was going after4 days to go bak to us&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:08:33 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:08:48 PM): then she daily dress me as girl&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:09:05 PM): and after that i start it regularly&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:09:11 PM): strt dresing&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:09:12 PM): how did you develop interaction with other cd's&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:09:30 PM): becase i feel good wen i dresup as girl&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:09:38 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:09:55 PM): bt one day my g/f cam to my hosue and i just took th bath and iwas in towek&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:10:04 PM): on that time i start wexing&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:10:14 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:10:19 PM): she became angey on me y im doing wexing&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:10:35 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:10:35 PM): i think nimish u also rmber its is sep2005&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:10:39 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:10:43 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:11:07 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:11:11 PM): i also told  then i peomis with my fiagnsie that i will not do&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:11:18 PM): noshi bak to us&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:11:49 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:11:54 PM): then after 2 months my fiagnsie went o pak for holiday bt i start dreing daily&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:11:59 PM): how did you develop interaction with other cd's&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:12:29 PM): i start using internet and i found u nimish urvashi juvai and kiran&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:12:36 PM): then i start&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:12:42 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:12:48 PM): ya&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:13:18 PM): any personalohysical relations?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:13:28 PM): i told u&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:13:49 PM): please elaborate on how&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:13:54 PM): then one day emma cam to my hsop and we recoginized each other emma isa tg&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:13:54 PM): and what  type&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:14:17 PM): we wish to listen on this in dwtail&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:14:26 PM): we will not speak&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:14:46 PM): i ask her how u start cding she told me she is doing from last 18 year she was full time tg&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:15:03 PM): then we became friend and start visting y house&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:15:11 PM): and we dressup each other&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:15:24 PM): did you exchange dresses&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:15:25 PM): and on weekend i live as full woman with her&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:15:28 PM): yA&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:15:47 PM): how did she look as an indian.&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:16:08 PM): AHE WAS STUNING HER MOM WAS INDIAN AND DAD WAS BRITSH&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:16:18 PM): any snaps of her? iknow you must have?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:16:25 PM): SHE LOOK STUNING IN LANGHA CHOOLI WHICH I GAVE&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:16:35 PM): I THINK U HAVE SEEN&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:16:41 PM): BT IN MINIS I HAVE&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:17:09 PM): wait&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:17:26 PM): no&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:17:32 PM): none in indian dresses&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:17:34 PM): THEN SHE BRING ME TO PRICING SHO ANS HE PRISED MY EARS&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:17:41 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:17:43 PM): I ALSO DONT HAVE IN INDIAN&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:18:00 PM): i have not seen her in indian dresses but wish to see her&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:18:13 PM): U SAID TO HIM SHE WILLSEND U&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:18:30 PM): SHE HAS PRICED HER WEAR NOSE ALSO&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:18:31 PM): she has snapsin indian dresses&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:18:36 PM): AND WEAR NOSE RING&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:18:43 PM): AND LOOK STUNING&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:18:56 PM): I DONT HAVE HER SNAPS IN INDIAN DRESSS&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:18:56 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:19:00 PM): MIGHT BE SHE HAS&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:19:01 PM): does she have&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:19:03 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:19:25 PM): YA&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:20:09 PM): THEN NOSHI CAM LAST JAN AND ME NOSHI AND EMMA WE DONE MANY CD SECIONA ND LESBIAN SECESSION&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:20:32 PM): ONE DAY ALLIA MY FIAGANSE CAM TO MY FLAT SHE HAS THE KEY OF DOOR&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:20:32 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:20:38 PM): SHE CAUGHT US RED HANDED&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:21:27 PM): IWAS WEARING SAREE ONT HAT TIME WE TRY TO EXPLAIN HER BT SHE BECOME ANGRY ONE MEN AND SHE CALLED ME HIJRA&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:21:38 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:21:53 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:21:57 PM): AND I BECAME ANGRY AND IN ANGER I DONE SEX WITHE HER TO PROVE THAT I M NOT HIJRA&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:22:30 PM): BT SHE LEFT ME AND SAID TOME ME SHE WILL TREEL TO MY PARETS&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:22:41 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:22:43 PM): then'&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:22:57 PM): I PROMIS HER I WILL NOT DO CDING&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:23:10 PM): BT I BECAM HABITUAL AND I DRESSUP DAILY&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:23:28 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:23:30 PM): EVEN ME AND EMMA START LING TOGETHRT AS LESBIAN&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:23:30 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:23:38 PM): WE DO SEX DAILY&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:23:40 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:23:51 PM): please show any of your cd snaps &lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:23:53 PM): U ALSO KNOW THAT&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:24:02 PM): I DONT HAVE U KNOW THAT&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:24:27 PM): well some how it is not digestable&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:24:43 PM): YA BT REAKY I DONT HAVE&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:25:18 PM): THEN ONE DAY SHE CAME TO MYHOSUSE AND ASK ME ALI UR GOD LOOKING BOY Y U LIVE LIKE HIJRAS&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:25:35 PM): I SAID I MMAN NOT HIJRA BT I LIVE AS GIRL&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:25:42 PM): AND SHE DRESS ME AS WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:25:56 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:25:57 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:26:12 PM): AND SHE WAS WEAPING ON THAT TIME AND SHE SAID SHE ONLY ;OVE ME AND IM BECOMING HIJRA&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:26:26 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:26:43 PM): WEN SHE CALLED ME HIH\JRA I FEEL RELAY BAD&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:26:48 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:27:11 PM): BT ON THAT TIME I WERE FALL IN LOVE WITH EMMA&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:27:15 PM): SO I DONT CAE&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:27:27 PM): CARE&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:28:03 PM): wait&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:28:11 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:28:14 PM): then&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:28:17 PM): what happened&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:28:27 PM): i think you also planned to get married to emma&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:28:30 PM): as sheis tg&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:28:46 PM): YA&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:29:02 PM): what all did you decide about getting married&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:32:15 PM): sorry power cut!&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:32:19 PM): AND AFTER THAT IRELIZED  I WAS WRONG&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:32:23 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:33:11 PM): well  ali&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:33:21 PM): THEN IWENT ON PSYCHO THRPY SECCION IN HOPITAL FOR 1 WEAL AND THEY DAILY DRES ME AS WOMAN AND MADE ME A BEATIFUL GIRL BT ALSO SHOE ME THE VIDEOS OF HIHRAS&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:33:41 PM): AND I CONVINCED THAT WT IM DOING IS WRONG&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:33:54 PM): what was good about being a cd tell us?&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:34:01 PM): you must have foundsomething good&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:34:19 PM): LOOK STUNING AND LOOK BEUTIFUL THATS IT&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:34:32 PM): BT U CANOT LOOK LIKE THE REAL GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:34:36 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:34:46 PM): what was your cd dream&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:35:04 PM): TO LIVE AS A WIFE AND HAVING KIDS&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:35:08 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:35:16 PM): ifscience made it possible&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:35:20 PM): AND BECOME BRIDE&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:35:24 PM): then would you liketolive it&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:35:42 PM): NO SCINCE CAN CHANGE THE NATURE&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:35:53 PM): NTRAL THING NATURAL&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:36:00 PM): fantasize&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:36:13 PM): U CAN HAVE BOOBS AND PUSSY BT U CNT BE A REAL WOMAN&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:36:32 PM): see i am asking if?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:36:46 PM): NO BECASE HOW U CAN &lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:37:16 PM): cloning&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:37:17 PM): U CANT BECOME PREGNEAT HAVING KIDS FEEINF KIDS HOW U TELL ME HOW SCINCE CAN DO&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:37:35 PM): well may be&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:37:36 PM): NO&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:37:46 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:37:57 PM): AFTER 1 WEEK OF PSYCHO SECESSION I LEFT EVERY THING&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:38:15 PM): NOE I HAVE BEUTIFUL GF SHE TAKE CARE OF ME&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:38:27 PM): AND WE R LIVING LIKE A GOOD COUPLE&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:38:33 PM): well thanks for this interview,hope toput this up soon.&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:38:53 PM): EVEN I DO SEX WITH EMMA AND SHE DO SEX WITH ME BT I NEVER FEEL SATISFIED&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:39:04 PM): ON WHICH SIGHT&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:39:14 PM): my blog&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:39:35 PM): AND ASK ALL CDS TOMAI ME WT IDID IT IS RIGHT OR WRONG&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:39:42 PM): SANAKHAN500@YAHOO.COM&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:39:46 PM): WT U SAY&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:39:51 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:39:55 PM): WEN U PUT ON OG&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:39:59 PM): BLOG&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:40:09 PM): cant say when&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:40:20 PM): BT PLZ PUT &lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:40:25 PM): yes&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:40:28 PM): i will&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:40:39 PM): I WANT TO KNW THAT I DONE RIGHT OR WRONG&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:40:46 PM): what if people say nwrong?&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:41:25 PM): THEN WT CAN ISAY NOW I M A BOY MY BE I WAS WRONG BT I M ENJOYING THE MANNESS&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:41:46 PM): I HAVE A GOOD GIRLF FRIEND SHE CARE ABT ME&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:41:58 PM): ok&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:42:07 PM): WEN IRECH OME SHE TREAT ME AS HER HUSNAD SERVE LIKE WIFE&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:42:37 PM): HUSBAND SHE BEHAVE LIKE WIFE AND I FEEL REALY GOOD&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:42:40 PM): bye for now&lt;br /&gt;nimishacdthebride (9:42:46 PM): take care&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:43:02 PM): BY I WILL WIAT TO SEE MY INTER VIW AND WANT TOKNOWTHE OTHER CD VIEWS&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:43:05 PM): BY&lt;br /&gt;sanakhan500 (9:43:07 PM): LOVE U&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-3114620705499903368?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/3114620705499903368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=3114620705499903368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/3114620705499903368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/RwXLWHyYaHI/AAAAAAAAAjw/t_EjH4ZMreQ/s1600-h/_42789555_cooper203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/RwXLWHyYaHI/AAAAAAAAAjw/t_EjH4ZMreQ/s400/_42789555_cooper203.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117720132484360306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A British man worshipped as a goddess in India says he wants to stay there after his six-month visa runs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Louis Cooper has become the centre of attraction in the temple town of Becharaji in the western Indian state of Gujarat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devotees have been lining up to seek his blessings and some of them even take him to be the messenger of Bahuchar Mata, the goddess of Indian eunuchs, addressing him as Ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Cooper, who says he has been diagnosed with gender identity disorder, likes to wear a sari and be addressed as a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence his new name, Pema, meaning lotus, by which everyone now addresses him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Energy’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the BBC caught up with Mr Cooper he was sitting in the temple courtyard dressed in Indian women’s clothes, with rings in his ears and nose as people lined up to seek his blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told the BBC that he lived in London for five years before starting the journey to Becharaji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having failed to qualify in law from Ruskin College in Oxford, he took to working on freelance basis as an illustrator, graphic designer and a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he originally came from Leicestershire but had been travelling all over the United Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All this while I never connected to anything. During my travels I came across pictures of several Hindu gods. On seeing the picture of Bahuchar Mata in one of the shops I could feel my energy being reflected in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It was then that people told me about this place and asked me to visit India,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Cooper has a picture of Bahuchar Mata tattooed on his left arm, which cost almost 100,000 rupees (more than £1,000; $2,000), he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temple complex at Becharaji is visited by large numbers of eunuchs from all over India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trustee of the temple complex, PC Raval, told me that there is a belief that by paying their respect here they will gain manhood in their next birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a fair at the temple on every full moon night which is attended by many eunuchs. The star attraction of the last fair was Mr Cooper, whose blessings thousands sought that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“People here have been lovely. They touch my feet and when I touch their head I feel the love and joy—pure and taintless,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a visa that is valid for six months but would love to stay here for the rest of his life. “I will stay here as long as I feel welcome. Maybe for the rest of my life,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Keeps to himself’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his month-long stay Stephen has picked up a few phrases in Gujarati like “kem Cho” (how are you?) and “chai levu che” (I want to have tea). He is particularly fond of the local sweet, laddoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He normally keeps to himself. We cannot talk in English and he does not know Hindi or Gujarati. He just speaks in monosyllables and sits quietly in the temple meeting people,” says Gunwant Joshi, a trustee of the Ramji temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Cooper says that he wants to learn Sanskrit and Gujarati so that he can read more about Bahuchar Mata and Hindu mythology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been staying at the guest house of the temple trust and all the money given to him by the people as offerings he says he has donated to the trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I do my own washing and am called by people to their homes to have food. I love wearing a sari as I find wrapping a sari very sacred,” he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Cooper claims to be on very good terms with the eunuchs visiting the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He refuses to do taped interviews and prefers one-to-one communication. And he says he feels hurt by the way the media, particularly the British press and the Indian television channels, have been reporting him. He says India is a big heart and Becharaji is its centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PC Raval says that it is matter of pride for the temple that a person of another faith has found solace there and wants to live there for the rest of his life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-7276361911609841071?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/7276361911609841071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=7276361911609841071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/7276361911609841071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-1403366637800018297</id><published>2007-05-26T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T21:52:34.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANJALI FROM - AUSTRALIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/RlkNtxlHG4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/K8Pu6QDM67A/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/RlkNtxlHG4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/K8Pu6QDM67A/s400/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069097935636470658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/RlkNtxlHG5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/zPqX_qT2RU4/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/RlkNtxlHG5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/zPqX_qT2RU4/s400/17.JPG" alt="" 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AUSTRALIA'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xp-8V7dZu0U/RlkNtxlHG4I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/K8Pu6QDM67A/s72-c/16.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-4649771950109855121</id><published>2007-05-07T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:36:22.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO SELECT A WIG</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOW TO CHOOSE A WIG THAT COMPLIMENTS YOUR FACE SHAPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;http://www.justwigitfashions.com.au/products_new.php&lt;br /&gt;http://www.e-wig.info/index.php?main_page=index&amp;cPath=94&lt;br /&gt;http://www.baronunlimited.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://www.groovy-rhianna.com/gothic/wigs5.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If your unsure of which style will be most flattering on you, use these suggestions as a guide to find a look that works with the shape of you face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To determine your face shape:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In front of a mirror, pull your hair back. Trace the outline of your face, with a bar of soap, onto the mirror. Compare the outlined shape on the mirror to the illustrations below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. TRIANGLE SHAPED FACE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Narrow forehead with a wide chin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Try a shapely-layered look or a curly style. Heavy fringe and layers build fullness on top to soften a wider crown. Hair should be layered all around and tapered in back and at the sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. SQUARE SHAPED FACE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Angular jaw line is the same width as the forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Try a short style that is wavy on top. The wispy edges soften a wide forehead and strong jaw line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. OVAL SHAPED FACE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well proportioned, with length of face longer than width.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Try any style. A classic oval shaped face looks great with all styles. Perhaps a longer style with a few graduated layers around the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. HEART SHAPED FACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wide forehead, high cheek bones narrow ( V-shape ) chin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Try a short and smart elfin crop that is wedged or tapered at the neck. The long wispy fringe softens a rounded and peaked forehead: layers are long at crown, graduated at the sides, and tapered at the nape of the neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. ROUND SHAPED FACE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Full cheeks with a circular form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go longer, with lots of soft curls, a layered style, or a classic page. Layers on top and longer length at the back elongate your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. NARROW SHAPED FACE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Slender face with a narrow chin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Try a chic bob, or a bob with waves or soft curls on the top and sides. This style tends to round out your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHOOSING THE RIGHT COLOUR&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COLOUR CHART MATCHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Click here to view our colour charts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you require more definition of the colour description contact us by email, telephone or fax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FREE CUSTOM COLOUR MATCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cut a sample from the front or top of your hair - 1" long, and if possible. as thick as a pencil. Write the colour numbers ( see Colour Chart ) that are closest to your own colour and send the sample with your order. We'll ship your wig in a colour that best matches your own hair sample!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WIG COLOUR SAMPLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We can send you actual colour swatches upon request. Sometimes it takes a little patience to find that perfect colour match. We won't give up until your completely satisfied. If you're not happy with a colour selection, we'll gladly exchange it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Swatches are available for viewing for £20.00. per colour swatch ring, this is either refunded or credited towards your purchase upon return to Alternative Look. The swatches can be requested by telephone, fax or post, providing us with the Designer, wig name and colour of your choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We recommend the Colour Swatch service if you are ordering hairpieces, colour match has to be perfect, also please check the colour in natural daylight, as fibre can look different in artificial light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you are looking for a complete change always remember it is more flattering to choose a lighter shade than your own to create a softer and more youthful look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you go darker the effects can be quite harsh and unflattering, you would need to wear a much darker make-up to balance your look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Download swatch order form&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIND YOUR CORRECT HEAD SIZE&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is important that your wig fits properly, click on the link below to insure you find your correct fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wig clips and tape are also available to assist in your feeling secure, please look in Accessories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Click here to find your size correct head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TIPS ON CARING FOR YOUR WIG&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WASHING YOUR WIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before you wash, gently brush out the tangles and hair spray. For tight curly or all over curl, do not use a brush - finger pick thoroughly and gently remove tangles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a sink or basin, mix with wig shampoo with tepid water and immerse wig. Gently swirl and let soak for 5 minutes. Rinse wig in cold water until all wig shampoo is removed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DRYING YOUR WIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wrap in a towel and gently pat out excess water. DO NOT TWIST,OR BRUSH YOUR WIG WHILE WET. Gently fluff your damp wig. Allow to air dry on a wig stand. For a healthy shine, spray on your spray conditioner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CONDITIONING YOUR WIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We recommend that you apply spray conditioner to your wig each time you have worn it and then always keep it in it\s box until the next time it's put on, this will stop the fibre from drying out and looking thick and dull, it also prolongs the life of your wig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WIG CARE DO' S&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;AND DON'TS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To maintain your wig's natural look..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO spray your wig or hairpiece with wig lustre between washings to add shine and body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DO use wig products to keep your wig or hairpiece looking it's best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DON'T use regular shampoo, conditioner, delicate fabric wash, or baby products on your wig or hairpiece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DON'T use a hot curling iron or hair dryer on your wig or hairpiece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DON'T brush or wring out your wet wig or hairpiece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DON'T wear a wig or hairpiece near any sources of excessive heat such as an open oven, boiling water, barbecue grill or even some cigarette lighters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STYLING TIPS&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Out of the box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you take your new wig out of the box -- it will not look like the style you pictured in the catalogue -- it has been specially wrapped and packed to hold it's preset style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remove the hairnet and any tissue paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cup your hands inside the wig at the crown and nape, and give it a good shake. This wakes up the wig fibres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For best results place your wig on a wig stand overnight. This allows your wig to breathe and loosen into it\s preset style more completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Preparing to wear your new wig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No matter what your hair length, we recommend a wig cap ( retainer ). This will hold all hairs securely in place under your wig. The wig cap is also useful if you have little or no hair. It will make your wig feel more secure. The wig cap can be found in our Accessories section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Short hair-Brush your hair back in the front and up on the sides - then spray with hair spray. Longer hair - Pin up your hair in flat pin curls away from the front, side, and the nape of your neck. Set pin curls. evenly all over your head, so that your wig will lay flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Putting on your new wig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hold the wig with one hand gripping the back of the wig, at the label, and the other hand holding the centre of the front hairline. Tilt your head forward and slip on the wig from front to back. Slide the wig back until the front edge is even with your front hairline. Then use the ear tabs to adjust from side to side, restring the wig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Use the sizing adjustments to adjust the size to your comfort level. The sizing adjustments allow 1" larger or smaller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. The styling basics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Relax and have fun! Experiment with your style to get the look that's right for you. Trying to get every hair in place can make your style look " wiggy "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Many of our styles just need a good shake and they're ready to wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For our other styles, always use a good quality wig brush or pick comb. A regular comb or brush will stretch the wig fibres and loosen the curl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you have chosen a wig with " styling flexibility," don't be afraid to try different looks using your wig styling brush or pick comb,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To finish your style and hold it in place, use wig styling spray, if you wish to create a more textured and natural look, spray the wig with water then brush it through gently to get a modern effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never use regular hair spray, styling gels, and mousse - they will leave a film that attracts dirt and dust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SPECIFIC STYLING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A tight or ringlet curly style - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Give a good shake and then gently lift and separate curls with your pick comb, or style with your fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do not brush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wavy with loose curls - -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lightly brush using short lifting strokes, just enough to relax and shape your style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A fluff style or soft curls ( especially back and sides)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With short upward strokes, lightly brush away from your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lightly brush with long, even strokes, from the crown to the ends for a smooth, sleek look,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It takes it little time to get accustomed to your new style. You may not feel quite right about it the first time you see it On. Take a few days to get used to seeing the " new you ". 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href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/2007/01/godless-wonder-reincarnated-goddess.html' title='Godless Wonder: Reincarnated-Goddess-Crossdressing-Boy-Bride-of-Statue Suffers Post-Nuptual Depression'/><author><name>Nimisha Mehandi</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104894200541610031110</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xI8Vvf-axFg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAABJE/79EHjLtzEEo/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18517148.post-116913188355988054</id><published>2007-01-18T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T06:51:23.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>REKHA  FROM BANGALORE IN AN INTERVIEW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2821/1814/1600/601693/me1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2821/1814/320/404089/me1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: hi rekha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: how are you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: is this my first qwuestion&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well be normal &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: just answer as a normal conversation&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ok &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ill answer &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; queries&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: im a m2f transexual i hate beng a man&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well thats great to know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: rekha &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: the name is sweet&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: thank u &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: and would you mind telling our readers -&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: that being a bengali &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: how did you start &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: and isnt it difficult to live with it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: im not a bengali though&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: its very difficut to live as a woman in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;india&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well your surname was such so i felt &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: well that was not my surnmae&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: then how come ghosh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: interesting&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: please let us know about it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: thats a nickname &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: when i transform into a femle i call my myself rekha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well so rekha when was it that you dressed as a girl in saree first time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: how did you learn to wear a saree&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: by trial and error&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: so when do you remember having worn a saree perfectly the first time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: very first time i wore a nightie when i was just 7 years &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: it took around 4-5 years&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: to wear a perfect saree&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: so what is your age now?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: im 22&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: and how long have you been cding&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: right from age 7&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well so long&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well rekha great to know that &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i usewde to secretely wear female clothes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: y&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: please tell us how often do you dress now and wh all close to you know that you cd&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i dressup regularly now after my work &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: is it daily&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ya&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: who all do know that you cd &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i have not worn male clothes at my home for a long time now they r only meant outside&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: does any one know&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: about this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ya my house owner and his wife &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: actually i live separately alone in banaglaore&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: im from UP&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;actualy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: how did you muster courage to tell them&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: they just kind of felt i was a girl when i first introduced myself &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: then what happened&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: that is interesting&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: the thing is the house owner had a daughter who lives abroad now rarely visits&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: then&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: thev kind of feel im their daughter &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: thats nice for you &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: but how did it happen the first time please share it with our readers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: even though they know im le&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: well &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: they actualy noticed i had female undergarments and a saree at home &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: then did they ask something&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: how did the relation grow&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: then slowly the land lady asked me whether i was a man or woman &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i told them my story &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: then what happened&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: then both the land lord and the land lady becmae very friendly with me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: did they ask you to dress for them&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: the land lady is very good she presents me a saree every diwali and sankranti&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: both of them call me as their daugther &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: grat&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: but you never told us if they asked you to dresss specially any time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: they actullay gave me the name rekha &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: once she did invite me for married ladies celbration when they r gifted kumkum &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: any other special comment or remark&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: but i was too shy i dint attend &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: any other special event&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: will u post tis on &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; blog &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: yes i will&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: can u give me the link too&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: i will sure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: when exactly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: rekha please tell us that do you also have snaps and do you dress and chat on cam with others&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: i will do it today itself&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ok ill send them across to vou &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: please tell us about your fantasy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: your dream&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: your desire&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: mv fantasy is to become a normal woman &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: have a loving husband and have children&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: as a custom in my blog every cd has to tell us something special and that is something i decide&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: so now it is your turn today&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: waht special should i tell give me a hint&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well i am going to give you a plot&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: you have to tell us&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: what will you do and how&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ok &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: tell me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: please tell us where in UP do you come from&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: what place do you belong to&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: im from &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;lucknow&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ook&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: great&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: but im now in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;bangalore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: so ready for your plot?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i dont think ill visit up again though &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ya&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well i am also from UP &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: banaras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: thats great &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well your plot is --&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: waiting &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: you have been kidnapped by a man and he has asked you to dress as his bride for yours and his suhaagraat&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: you are expected to tell us&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: each and every step &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: how you will dress as a bride&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: right from dress selection to make up&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: thats a wonderful plot &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: to how you feel dressed up&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: so can we expect you to start now&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i would be so happy a man ha s love d me so much that he has kidnapped me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well rekha &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: before you start&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: i must tell you &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: you have two options&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: firstly i would be wearing a red saree&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ok give me the options &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: either you can type, but then in between i will not speak&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: at all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: no messages&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: or if you want more lively&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: then we can be on voice chat&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ok sure ill keep typing &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: you can speak and i will keep typing out&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i dont have a mic &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: what you tell me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: oh sad&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well before you start&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: then let us&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;set a few expectations&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: no words from me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: il type instead&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: you will not stop typing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ok sure&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ok &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ill keep on typing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: sahll i start&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: can i start&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: and off the record please tell us what are you wearing right now and would you mind if i call you for a minute right now on phone&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: well let me finish my story first&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: ok start&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: im wearing a blue saree right now &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: and any jewellery?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: but when the kidnapper comes i would like to wear only a red saree &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well see&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: he has kidnapped you as a boy and you are forced to become a woman&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: so now you got to start &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: ok&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: start your story darling&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: i will not speak&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: the kidnapper thinks me as a woman and &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: forces me into his car &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: he takes me to a resort and tells me to remove my manly clothes forever&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i happil agree&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i would first remove all my manlv clothes and slowly start dressing up in a wonderful red sarree the kidnapper gave to me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i start putting on the petticoat and ask the kidnapper to strap me a bra and a wonderful silken blouse &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: when i wear them i reach the zenith of my joy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i start wearing all the jewelery he bought to me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: the kidnapper has bought his mother too &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: wht all things in jewellery do you put on tell us in detail&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: name and every type of jewellery&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: she applies mehndi on the would be bride and gives me kumkum and mangalsutra &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: how heavy, long &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: shape etc&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: she gives me her old generation jewellery whih her mother had given to her&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: and tells me to take care of her son&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: very very detailed please&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: tell us every thing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: there type&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: colour &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: she caresses my hair &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: number&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: eac jewellery item&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: what kind of hair &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: she applies mehndi on all y body&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: long hair and daimond jewelllery&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: she applies lipsick and makeup on me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: she then gives me the red saree i yearn to wear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i wear the petticioat blouse and put the pallu on &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i look at the mirror i look like a wonderful bride &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i wear the jhumkas &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: and the nose ring&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: she then arranges for a pandit &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well rekha but you are still missing out on other jewellery items&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: the pandit allows me to sit next to the kidnaper &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well rekha but you are still missing out on other jewellery items&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: payal is also provided to me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i look so cute on the mirror &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: what about - bangles, mang tika, neck laces&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: mother in law tells me that i should give her a wonderful son in return&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: she also gives her bangles to me and kumkum with manga sutra&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: i dress up like a cute bride &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: and slowly walk towards the mantap as i walk im so nervous i hear the shrills of my petticoat &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: im really very shy &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: v mother in law takes me to the mantap&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: she then tells me to sit and i readil agree&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: the pandit starts thge chants &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: and my husband puts a garland on me &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: and he ties the mangal sutra on me and applies kumkum &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;rekha ghosh: im so delighted that i cant express my happiness &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;nimishacdthebride: well that was nice and captivating and would certainly make this interview great. we do not need to know what happened after marriage.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18517148-116913188355988054?l=dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dulhaniyatheindianbride.blogspot.com/feeds/116913188355988054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18517148&amp;postID=116913188355988054' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18517148/posts/default/116913188355988054'/><link 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style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2821/1814/320/187157/c404.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;" &gt;MY CROSSDRESSED WEDDING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Where was I? in a bridal suite and doing what, preparing for my "marriage", which was to take place in a few hours. I was extremely &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;nervous, and my mother, aunts and sisters didn't help as &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;they kept fussing around the hotel suite getting my makeup and &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hair done. My Red Silk Lehenga lay neatly, ready on the &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;bed. I was sitting at the vanity and trying to keep my pouting bottom lip from shaking as I wondered how I had come to this. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Was I a "happy to become a bride"? YES! It had been my dream. But why was I afraid then. You see, I'm a sissy. I'm a young man who has demonstrated the urge to become a woman because I consider I am unfit to marry and reproduce, and am also&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;unfit to bear "full responsibility" for my life decisions; which makes me available to be sold into marriage to a strong male of suitable character".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I wasn't going to cry again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My mother fastened some huge Gold and Diamond earrings to my ears, the fifth pair in the last hour, and fussed over me. She wanted to make sure that it was really heavy and big enough to kiss my neck when I moved. I had long found that she always wanted a daughter and now was about to have one, if only for a little while. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"What's the matter Beti? Are you still nervous about being &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a bride?" She cooed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Haan Maa, I'm a bit nervous to give up my life as guy!" I &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;cried out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"What's the matter?" Said one of my aunts to my mother.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"She's nervous, isn't it cute?" She replied. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"No Mom, it's not 'cute'!" I interrupted them. "In a few &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hours I'm going to be given in marriage away to a man! Doesn't that bother you? I was a guy before and now I started growing these... these..."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I reached down to my salwar and motioned to my budding &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;breasts.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Oh, Beti..." She murmured, fussing with my curls and &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;bangs. "You may have been a 'guy' but you were never really &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a man, were you?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Yes, I was! I had a girlfriend and everything. Kiran was &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;going to marry me..."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Kiran is a fine girl! She was never going to marry you!" &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;She argued. "She was a petite and beautiful young woman who &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;deserved a strong young man to give her mother grandchildren! You &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;were never going to be able to do that with your... your... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;well, your endowment."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The tears began again. "Oh Mom! We were in love! Sure, she &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;wasn't terribly happy with my... performance... but we &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;loved being together! Why did she have to tell you all &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;about it?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Now, honey, you're ruining your makeup. Look, your mascara &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;is running. If Kiran hadn't confided in me, then you would have gotten married and she would have eventually begun cheating on you for her satisfaction. Now, don't give me that look, you know women have needs. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"I'm... I'm not a girl... I don't care what they do to &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;me..." I cried softly thinking of what the doctors at the &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Institute for Gender Reassignment had told me what the &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;future would hold for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Now, dear, you ARE a girl. Your new hubby, Anil will see to &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;that. Your therapy is coming along fine. They say you'll be &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;a D cup within a year to eighteen months. The... rest... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;will take place within two years. I may even have &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;grandchildren before I'm too old to care for them..." She &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;laughed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Aunt Mansi and Aunt Rani both laughed happily, agreeing. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"I... I don't even like him... he scares me." I admitted, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;looking in the mirror again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Of course you're scared, honey. He's a real, strong man, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;with a real, big cock between his legs. He's not like &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the other young men of your generation; he's got a real set &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;of balls. He's very successful as a businessman I'm told, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;though he's also a little 'aggressive' I've heard."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Yes, I've heard that too." Said my Aunt Mansi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My mother continued. "He's an aggressive, confident man. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;He'll make a wonderful husband. His selection of a sissy &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;bride was a brilliant move. You'll make a very successful &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;wife to him because you're naturally submissive, which I &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;can tell he likes. He's a 'conqueror', Sandeep. You were &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;never so confident."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I began to realize where I'd failed...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"He's also seen your projected looks and figure after your &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;reassignment is complete, and he's very excited to have you &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;in his home, as well as his bed."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";f
