This is my next story which happened when I was in class 10 .As I told earlier I was a good student so I worked hard all the year to get good marks in class 10 .My exams were scheduled on Feburary last . At 20 Feb me and my family were out for a dinner.While coming out of the restaurant my mom suddenly fell down and she got her right hand fractured.The doctor said to keep the plaster for 1 month .we all came back and all were in tension .Next day I woke up and I was getting ready for school .i went to mom with my open hair and asked her to tie the judda and patka . But she was not able to do so bcoz of injury . That day I didn’t went to school . But me and mom both were in tension that how will I go to school because no one was there to do the judda.So my mom called my class teacher and told her the complete episode .She said ur problem is genuine She allowed me to come in open hair or pony or braid whatever was comfortable . My mom told me and said that beta we don’t have any options so plz do this . In my home there was a maid name Hema she was a full time maid so mom asked her to braid my hair .My mom wanted me to attend the school before exam so that I could be comfortable in this avtar in the school . The next morning Hema made me sit in front of her and she sat on the sofa next to my mom . She started combing my hair slowly and slowly then she too all my hair in her hand and started braiding it . At the end she tied a white rubber band and left my braid . I stood up and my braid was trying to touch my knees . I left for the school when I reached the class all boys started teasing me and were pulling my braid . I complained to mam and mam said me to sit with girls .All girls were shocked to see my hair . After one week the exam date came and before that my mam came to me and said Gurpreet from tomorrow there will be paper so don’t waste ur time in braiding ur hair jus come in a pony .I came home and told my mom that mam has said to come in pony . Next morning when I woke up mom called Hema and explained her to do pony . She brushed my hair and tried to make a pony but the rubber band was too small for my hair volume so mom gave her a rubber band from her almirah . The long straight black pony was reaching my knees. I entered the examination hall the external teacher saw me and asked me why r u wearing pant instead of skirt . The whole class was laughing I told her that I m a boy but she took my pony on her hand and said really don’t make jokes here . Then my school mam came and told her the truth . In the whole examination I went like that only . Slowly I also started enjoying the braids and pony’s and different hair styles .
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