So, I was out in the sun at a crowded and bustling Thane station, wearing a short sleeveless t-shirt. Without a bra, my nipples straining against my t-shirt, under the order of 9 of my own students. Anyone who looked at me for more than 2 seconds could guess what was happening.

Just 4 hours back I was at home, all dressed up head-to-toe doing pooja (worshiping). And now here I was a conservative Sindhi girl, almost naked, on display for the entirety of Thane station. On the way out, the owner of my class (yes, the open-minded lady) had seen me hurrying out like that.