06-04-2022, 08:05 AM
Rest of the day passed with me brooding over her remarks and guys ogling at her while she walked and guys having an excited faces when seeing her. I concentrated more on work than usual for no to see all this and the fact that these idiots who have no taste think she is gorgeous than others enraged me more. Ajju has also called in noon to let me know he has reached London and As I had works I just had to say him to stay safe.
The tedious day came to an end and I reached home faster. Once I reached, the first thing did was to throw away my dress and change to a night dress. I had no mood to prepare food and all I can think about was that the stupid lady commenting me and humiliating me as small townish in front of everyone and I swear I saw few guys chuckle silently to her comments.
So, what the hell does that bitch wants me to wear. Low hip, Low neck, Low back and showing all of navel and hip like her. I am not such a person. I don’t want to be that person.
I was thinking all this and my other side of mind said, why shouldn’t you wear such dresses? You know you are way more beautiful and young and hot than that lady.
But, that isn’t our culture. That is not how I grow up and that is not how I wanted to grow up.
So, what is our culture then? If you think all about culture, why did you wear short skirts during honeymoon?
Because, Arjun wanted me to wear them and I was not comfortable with it either. I am not sure I want to be like her.
By this time, the mobile rang and it was Ajju. I was in no mood to talk with him and also, I didn’t want him to bother me with my happenings and how humiliated I feel. So, I spoke with him for few minutes and hung up the call sooner.
Now, I was able to think as single person rather than two thoughts.
Yes. I know what our culture is. And I know how I was brought up. But, letting them all to humiliate me by a lady I hate most. I can’t bear that. Yes I am not comfortable with people looking at me with those eyes and I am not comfortable with revealing myself either. I always want to be a homely and innocent girl, who has fire and passion within, but which even my hubby knows only partially.
Finally, I convinced myself saying that, I didn’t do anything foolish. I wore traditional and conservative dress for the ethnic wear and I will wear a complete western outfit for the western day. That’s tomorrow. I decided to show Meghna that I can be modern too. Just for that. For nothing else.
And I had a good night’s sleep after that and I woke early in the morning. I took head shower and let my hair go free with a single clip and I selected a brown t-shirt tops which I have never wore to office and which I never felt like wearing to office. Then, I selected my push-up bra and a tight fitting blue jeans.
I changed myself into the selected clothes and I looked me in the mirror. The same innocent face. But now, also a hot girl with bigger boobs and free hair and tight jeans showing the second best part of me, my ass, more prominently. I then, applied a light brown lip gloss and applied myself the brown nail polish and got into a medium sized heels which I have never wore to office either. The heels made my walk more stylish and I finally touched up myself once again and started office.
The tedious day came to an end and I reached home faster. Once I reached, the first thing did was to throw away my dress and change to a night dress. I had no mood to prepare food and all I can think about was that the stupid lady commenting me and humiliating me as small townish in front of everyone and I swear I saw few guys chuckle silently to her comments.
So, what the hell does that bitch wants me to wear. Low hip, Low neck, Low back and showing all of navel and hip like her. I am not such a person. I don’t want to be that person.
I was thinking all this and my other side of mind said, why shouldn’t you wear such dresses? You know you are way more beautiful and young and hot than that lady.
But, that isn’t our culture. That is not how I grow up and that is not how I wanted to grow up.
So, what is our culture then? If you think all about culture, why did you wear short skirts during honeymoon?
Because, Arjun wanted me to wear them and I was not comfortable with it either. I am not sure I want to be like her.
By this time, the mobile rang and it was Ajju. I was in no mood to talk with him and also, I didn’t want him to bother me with my happenings and how humiliated I feel. So, I spoke with him for few minutes and hung up the call sooner.
Now, I was able to think as single person rather than two thoughts.
Yes. I know what our culture is. And I know how I was brought up. But, letting them all to humiliate me by a lady I hate most. I can’t bear that. Yes I am not comfortable with people looking at me with those eyes and I am not comfortable with revealing myself either. I always want to be a homely and innocent girl, who has fire and passion within, but which even my hubby knows only partially.
Finally, I convinced myself saying that, I didn’t do anything foolish. I wore traditional and conservative dress for the ethnic wear and I will wear a complete western outfit for the western day. That’s tomorrow. I decided to show Meghna that I can be modern too. Just for that. For nothing else.
And I had a good night’s sleep after that and I woke early in the morning. I took head shower and let my hair go free with a single clip and I selected a brown t-shirt tops which I have never wore to office and which I never felt like wearing to office. Then, I selected my push-up bra and a tight fitting blue jeans.
I changed myself into the selected clothes and I looked me in the mirror. The same innocent face. But now, also a hot girl with bigger boobs and free hair and tight jeans showing the second best part of me, my ass, more prominently. I then, applied a light brown lip gloss and applied myself the brown nail polish and got into a medium sized heels which I have never wore to office either. The heels made my walk more stylish and I finally touched up myself once again and started office.