.. but to a girl like me theywere something else. they were a hope.Sure everybody hears the stories that you can wish upon a star, and bymy reckoning ... had wished on pretty much every one going. yet for allthat wishing, my wish never came true, I was still stuck as a guy...sure I gone to the doctors, and come to terms with being transsexual,and there was stuff happening there, but they couldnt give me the realthing, the life I should have had.I know very much what pinocchio felt, looking up at. Ten minutes later I was standing in front of a two story mock Tudor home, the front lawn lush and green and well tended. A red Dodge Caravan sat in the drive. Feeling only slightly nervous, I made for the front door.It opened as I climbed the steps, Keira emerging with a bright smile on her face. Her impact was the same; I only had eyes for her. Nothing else interested me. She wore a black camisole under a white cotton button-down shirt, sleeves rolled up. The shirt was tucked into narrow-leg. I thought I'd get to see what you look like half-asleep.Kenshin: Oro? Miss Misao, your clothes!(Misao is dressed in quieter shirt and shorts.)Misao: Normal clothes for Kyoto. Walking around my home ground in battle dress is a little weird even for me.Okina: If you're ready, let's go, Himura.Kenshin: Oro?Okina: Kyoto has changed a lot in the ten years you've been gone. Today I thought I'd show you around. How about lunch at the sukiyaki place, the Shirobeko?Misao: Cool! (I've been wanting to eat. I was interested in seeing whats inside, and broke the cardboard piece with my hand. There was nothing in there, except a DIARY. I opened it, it said, ‘A personal property of Anjali Sharma’, with a pic of her(I suppose).I read it completely. After having good response to my earlier stories, decided to share this diary with you guys. So here we go, The first page dated back to19th Jan, 2008. In her words now…The first time I saw an adult movie today at Mohini’s house. I felt something in my.