My Journey: Mother's Wish

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After the competition was over, all the teachers came and took photos with me. I was really happy to have won the competition, and my father and mother were proud of my performance. Once everything was done, we went home. My mother asked me to pose, and she took more pictures of me in my costume. As the day went by, I changed back into my regular clothes.

The next week followed my usual routine of coming back from school and going to Yakshagana practice. One day, my mother approached me and asked if I liked wearing the saree. I told her yes, and she was happy to hear it. She then asked if I wanted to wear the saree again. I responded enthusiastically, and she smiled but didn't say anything further, heading to the kitchen while I continued playing.

While playing, I could hear my mother stitching something. The next day, when I came back from school, my mother told me to freshen up. After I did, she informed me that my father had gone out of town for three days due to training. She then asked me to follow her. I went behind her as she removed my clothes and made me wear a new blouse she had stitched. She started draping a saree around me. I loved the feel of the saree as she put a wig on my head, adorned me with jewelry, applied makeup, and made me stand in front of the mirror. I looked completely different.

My mother kissed me on the forehead and asked me to pose for photos. We had a wonderful time together. I was enjoying every moment. She then confided in me that she had always wanted a daughter.

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