CHOICES I MAKE
We all have grown up seeing Bollywood movies, in which heroines wear georgette saree and look so beautiful. Growing up I thought, that’s how gorgeous I will look, when I will wear a saree. I love sarees and admire people who carry them with such elegance. But somehow it didn’t gel with my devil may care attitude about clothes. One fine day, my sister and new fashion trends came to my rescue, as she got my pretty black georgette saree tied up. It was an answer to all my saree woes. It got tied with just a clasp at the waist. I draped for laughs at home and loved the feel of it.
Till I got an invitation to a wedding where I could show-off my saree avatar. But lo and behold, Murphy law appears again, as it’s super active in my case.
I got down confidently at the foyer of the five star hotel, thinking no less of a grand red carpet entry for me. When people started giving me hidden glances, I could have lived in my red carpet dream where I was making heads turn everywhere but there was a mischievous gleam in people’s eyes. I gave myself a quick check from top to bottom and found everything in sync, till the time I took a step forward and realised that my tied saree has a slit till my waist, and my legs are visible beneath the translucent georgette. People who have attended traditional Indian weddings would know, how conservative people are, when it comes to people’s attire in the weddings.
Well, here I was with my waist high slit, openly challenging the old beliefs. I found the whole situation super hilarious. The saree is supposed to be worn with in-skirt. But with a clasp at waist and lining stitched to it, I didn’t pay attention to the slit my lining had, which was there to help one walk easier. Later my sister informed me, that it was supposed to be worn either with slacks or skirt underneath. Information came in too late, and here I was defiant about the situation and enjoying all the discomfort it was generating among guests. The more they glared, the more I cracked up like a nutcase. I concluded, it does matter to people what we wear, whereas it doesn’t matter to me one bit, what they think of me or the choices I make.
