My fate: Part 5

Doorbell rang early 6:00 am. It was my parents at the door. We were still sleeping and I rushed out of bed in panic. I had planned to get up early and prepare myself, but alarm didn’t go off. Bell rang one more time. I had no time to change my nighty. My husband was in deep sleep. I shook him up. At first he was reluctant to get up but soon he came to senses. He started rushing to open the door in his naked in his shorts. I stopped him, helped him slip his t-shirt and sent him. I was relieved a bit. I was getting tensed and nervous to face them. I was not sure what should I wear in front of them. I pulled my sky blue salwar kameez with full sleeve, as I have faced them in salwar kameez most of the time at uncle’s place. I placed dupatta at place to hide my grown up breasts. Quickly tied my open hair at back of head to a bun. There was happiness inside to meet my parents after so long, but I was more than shying from them. Particularly form my father, because I thought he would be feeling ashamed of me. I might be a disgrace for him. After all, any father would think so, when his son is no more a son but a girl now. But I have never seen him angry with me after my transition. So I too wished not to make him unhappy and accepted all that he chose for me. Soon I was in front of them and after greeting, took a seat opposite to them. I kept my eyes down, neither looking at them or at my Husband. My father was talking to Deepak and in between would glance at me. Seeing me uncomfortable my mother came and sat beside me. She then put her arm around me in affection. I felt nice. She had loved me most since childhood and cared for me. Everyone was quiet for a while and then Deepak interrupted.

Shruti let’s make tea for papa; he said.

You two carry on I will help her in kitchen; my mother replied for me, and we left to the kitchen.

Are you happy here? She asked, and I nodded my head in yes.

She then started making tea while I stood there. She never let me do anything at home and taking that for granted, I let her do the chores.