Lockdown compromise

And thus, my life in lockdown continued with me depending on Priyanka even more than before. Not only did she work as full time maid for me but I was also dependent on her for clothes to wear. Priyanka on her part kept a straight face and offered whatever western tops and pants she had, while she herself wore Indian stuff like Kurtas and Salwar kameezes.

However despite us being of a similar height, Priyanka's clothes especially her jeans did not fit me well. My mistake was in mentioning this in front of her when she caught me fidgeting with the waist of her jeans.

Priyanka: what's wrong Bhaiya? You keep moving and adjusting those jeans.

Arjun: Sorry Priyanka, it's just that these jeans are not the most comfortable especially when I have to sit and work for long hours. The fit is different and this being jeans material, it's not easy to adjust.

I only answered her to satisfy her curiosity and didn't think much of it, but Priyanka looked like she was deep in thought, even though she didn't say anything right away.

The next day morning, I went to Priyanka to get a top and jeans from her.

Priyanka: Bhaiya go take your shower. The clothes are all hung up to dry, I'll take them down and keep them in your room before you come out.

Not suspecting anything I went and took a shower. But when I can out to my room, to my utter shock, lying on my bed was a Blue Kurta with a shimmery border and what looked like stretchy white leggings

Arjun: (through the door) Priyanka what is this. You have kept your clothes here by mistake.

Priyanka: (from the other side of the door) Bhaiya, they are all my clothes only...giggle.

Arjun: arey you know what I mean. Please give me your top and jeans quickly as I have to join a meeting.

To my shock Priyanka refused.
Priyanka: No. Bhaiya you can't even sit properly in this clothes. This kurta is much more loose fitting and the leggings are elastic so you will feel much better. Trust me on this.

Arjun: How can I wear these clothes I'm not a woman. These are not like wearing your jeans.

Priyanka (angrily): Accha! What do you mean these are not like jeans. These are no different from Kurtas worn by men, other than that they have a different design and pattern. If I leave it to you, then you will wear those uncomfortable clothes all day throughout lockdown and ruin your back and posture. So listen to me and wear these. Anyway we are alone here and you don't have to turn on your camera for your calls. So what's the issue?

After saying this,I could hear hear footsteps move away from the door.

Now I was helpless and since my office call was about to begin i reluctantly wore what she had left for me.

I quickly ran to my work desk and immersed myself in my work tasks and tried to forget the feeling of embarrassment that had risen up. One thing was true though, that she was right about how comfy these clothes were. I felt much lighter and it was much easier for me to find a comfortable position in my chair

After a few hours,Priyanka quietly came into the room with a mug of tea for me. She smiled brightly on seeing me while I once again blushed red with embarrassment.

Priyanka: Here is your tea.

I did not reply and tried to look busy with my laptop

Priyanka: I'm sorry if I forced you Bhaiya but I've noticed that you didn't even fidget once in the last few hours of working. Just do one thing and wear these clothes for one day and if you sincerely believe they are not comfy then I will give up, but otherwise please listen to me in such matters.

She continued: You are working hard, paying me a full salary even though not much work is there and even gave me free room to stay. I just want to help you out in whatever way I can and make this lockdown easy for you.

Hearing her say this, my stance on what I was wearing softened. The sheer comfort of my new outfit also probably had something to with it though.

After the day was over, I went out and sat for Dinner with Priyanka.

Priyanka: so tell me honestly. Aren't these clothes much better to wear for the whole day?

I could only help but nod silently while hoping she wouldn't see how red my cheeks had flushed.

Priyanka: Perfect then. From tomorrow onwards I will keep on seat of kurtas/kurtis and some bottomwear like leggings and churidar for you.

She said this and just got up and left leaving me to wonder how I had reached such a situation. My own maid was now directing what i could wear.

It made me feel like I was in school again and I felt a feeling of submission which confused me. Of course little did i know that there were more changes in store for me and Priyanka