DEANJONES
For a very long time in life I was a tomboyish girl. I vividly remember my early teens I used to wear boyish clothes, play with boys in the sun all day and kept my hair short like the guys.
At 17 when my body started growing when the bussoms become bigger than mangoes I left all that behind to become a girl. That was the same year my parents left their joint family home because my father got a better job in a different city. Now, when I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself I can’t believe I’m the same Sanjana please use to call sanju. Not because it was a shorter form of my name but because I was more of guy than a girl.
At 23 my body is my pride the mangoes have turned into 36H melons and the juicy round butt complements the bussoms. The feature I have cared most about since that year are my beautiful hair. From a crop top to now a curtain of silk caressing my butt. I love how beautiful they look on me.
But there’s a twist in my tale and that twist came last week. It was a Saturday dad and I were having breakfast when Mom asked me if I was free for the summers. When I asked why? I was told I had to be at our family home for a few weeks.
Well the joint family was never quite big it was just my grandparents, Uncle, aunt and their son Ravi who was 5 years younger than me. In the years I hadn’t been there both my grandparents had passed away. I was being asked to stay there for a few weeks because my Uncle(father’s brother) and Aunt were to leave city for some important work.
I was asked to take care of Ravi for a few weeks because he had his exams. Well I wasn’t so keen but I was sent there anyway. After all these years when I walked back into the street no one recognised me. They weren’t to blame anyway. I could see eyes following the back of my jeans stuck to my 36 size bouncy hips.
Walking close to the family home felt like a stroll down the memory lane. When I finally reached there I saw my chachi waiting for me. She hugged me tightly “Aww it feels so good to see you again after so long” she said with a bright comforting smile while taking me inside.
“Where’s uncle?” I asked her when she brought water for me. “He’s gone to the market we’ll leave early tomorrow morning so he and Ravi have gone to run some last minute errands” she explained. After drinking water I started walking around the house.
Good god!! I had forgotten how small this place was, the memories started to come back as I walked upstairs. There were always 2 rooms and a small balcony. I remembered how our family and uncle’s family used to sleep. My grandparents had one room to themselves while the chachi and mom used to sleep in the only room left.
We as kids would sleep on the terrace with our father’s. They were some great memories as I walked around the house. “Remembering things” she said standing at the stairs looking at me. “Yes chachi it’s quite overwhelming” I replied.
After a few hours Uncle and Ravi returned they were very happy to see me. “Thank you so much beta we were really worried who will take care of this idiot while we were away” uncle said. “Oh come on chacha ji pleade don’t say thank you. We are family” i replied.
The sleeping patterns were quite similar i and chachi slept in one room while Ravi and uncle slept in another. Early next morning I was woken up by chachi they were ready to leave. We hugged goodbye to each other and they left. I was still sleepy and Ravi hadn’t woken up so I went back to sleep.
During the afternoon I sat at the lunch table joking with Ravi about our childhood days. Around 8pm ravi was leaving the house i asked him where was he going “just to Raju bhaiya’s shop for a clean up” he replied. I was confused at first as I didn’t remember him but then suddenly the memory came calling.
It was a barbershop behind our house, during my tomboy days I would go there every week to get perfect boycut hair. Ravi saw me lost in memories so he shrugged my shoulder. “What happened don’t you remember him?” He asked “yes yes I do can I come too” I asked him. He laughed and grabbed by hand we locked the door and went to his shop.
When I walked in I saw not a lot had changed there either. It was still a small single chair barbershop with old vibes. Raju bhaiya as we called him since we were kids looked pretty much the same too. He was in his mid 20s when I left town, was probably in early 30s when I now saw him.
He welcomed Ravi to the chair and looked at me with a weird expression. “You forgot her don’t you?” Ravi said looking at the puzzled expression of Raju Bhaiya. “Arey she’s Sanjana remember. We used to call her Sanju baba” he said laughing. I could see the smile on Raju’s face too looking at me. “How will I recognise her? Last I saw she had 1 inch hair all over and didn’t look like a girl at all” he joked.
“Well Raju bhaiya I finally became a girl” I said with a smile and greeted him. We closed the door behind us and Ravi sat on the chair while I sat on the waiting stool behind the barber chair. We chatted our way thru Ravi’s clean up. I don’t know but being back here seeing him cut Ravi’s hair gave me a very weird feeling.
I felt I was turned on by what he was doing. My eyes were glued to his hands, one of them combing the ends of his hair the other cutting the strands thru the scissors. The space was quite small and the biggest things in that shop were the mirror and the barber’s chair.
Often when he would move from one side to the other he would have to touch me as there was no space. When he cut the hair at the back blisters of small locks came down towards my face and top. I looked down to see my thighs and white skirt were also filled with small strands of Ravi’s hair.
“Grrrrrrrrrr” I was startled by the sound when I looked up I saw him use the electric clippers on his beard. It looked so precise each time the clipper moved thru the patch of hair on his face. I was so into my thoughts that I didn’t realise Ravi was done. “Chal let’s go home ” he said I looked up to the chair but he was at the door.
“Shyam was asking for you Ravi he wanted some notes. Why don’t you meet up with him? Look at her she’s full of your hair i will blow it out and I’ll leave Sanju Baba home anyways I’m about to close shop” said Raju bhaiya he was caressing the massive top bun I had tied my beautiful hair with. “Sanju I will come a little late we have a group study tonight” Ravi told me. Raju might have surely seen me looking at him the way I was lost.
“Come let’s get on the chair” he said not having removed his hands from my bun. I had no clue what hit me it was as if I was hypnotised by him. When I sat on the chair I could feel the warmth from Ravi. It felt really big became bigger when I saw myself on the large mirror in front.
“Too many blisters of hair on your body, let me clean you up” he said it was very close to my ears. I could feel his lips almost touching my ear lobes, from the mirror I could see his eyes closed it looked like he was smelling my beautiful hair. He moved away from the chair I saw him walk towards the door of the shop.
I saw him lock the door from outside then heard the sound of the shutter being pulled down. Dazed by the hormones and confused as to what was going around me I sat there on the barber’s chair looking at myself.
Wait for part 2 coming up very soon
