My maternal grandfather is not still alive so at there home there only grandmother and my mother was there. My grandmother’s home was in a very rura... area of bihar so there after eight is like complete dark and no one is on the road. After living for around 6 days in my grandmother’s house my mother had to pick up the train from another place which was around a road journey of 4 hours. My grandmother arranged a vehicle for my mother so that she can reach safely to the station. It was Sunday as. 30am all my friends left saying they would return in the evening. We bid them good bye and we both sat in hall chatting about her life in bangalore….And all other stuff.Me: any bf’s?Indu: no way…haven’t seen anyone interestingMe: so shall i find you one ? Your age is appropriate for marriage….Indu: hahahahaha you cant find a person who has exact qualities which are in my mind raMe: you don’t tell i will find out….Indu : no ra i am not at all interested in getting married now only want to do job. He went on to bed, wore out by the night's activities.I sat on the couch and cried. Being drunk only intensified my depression. Why wasn't I a real girl? Why did I have to be trapped with this body and with this past to always haunt me? I remembered when I was young and I pleaded with God to make things right.I went to sit by the windowsill and wished my heart out as I had done since childhood that I would wake up a girl. I then idiotically decided that some ice cream would do me good. I went. "Is it any bloody wonder? Jesus Christ mum, am I supposed to look at you two without drooling?"Letting go of Jill's arm, she took hold of my hands and kissed me on the lips."Do something for me, Tommy." Whoodya want moidered ma?" I asked in my absolutely brilliant James Cagney impression."Just gimme da bum's name and he's dead, poimenent ma, poimenent."I thought Jill was going to bust a gut laughing at me."Brilliant Tommy," she giggled. "Absolutely brilliant, it's uncanny how much you sound.