Day 71 #100sareepact I saw Rahul Singh Rawal pull out a kurta pyjama to wear last night. We were hopping across to a neighbours place for dinner. I had just returned from a long and tiring day at work and desperately needed to wind down.
But nowadays, the urge to drape myself in a saree comes unbidden or, in this case, triggered by another’s enthusiasm. In a jiffy, I picked this chikankari in georgette in a colour matching his kurta. The saree was a gift from mum on our wedding anniversary years ago when she still lived in Lucknow and our annual chikan shopping was very much a ritual we looked forward to. I remember sitting there in a shop in Janpath market off Hazrat Ganj, watching the salesman pull out saree after saree till the subtle shades on this one caught our eye. I think it was the turquoise that sealed the deal.
As I draped it and the palla fell over my shoulder, Aadyaa walked into the room and gave a spontaneous cry of delight! “कितनी सुन्दर फूल पत्ति बनी हैं मम्मा! आप बहुत अच्छे लग रहे हो!”