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Six Yards of Torture...


Hoping that someone understands my dilemma…
Nobody takes me seriously when I tell them that, I cannot carry a saree, leave alone carry a saree, I can’t even tie it.
I know, that being an Indian woman, tying a saree should come to me as naturally, as a fish to water. But, puh-leze… I can’t, I sincerely tried, ok. My sister taught me the tricks, step by step guide to pleating it, I started with the first fold, by the time I reached to the third, the first had slipped, oh gosh! What the hell am I gonna do?
Few days ago, my mother said, “What’s the big deal? we have been doing all our house-work in this saree, those days, wearing anything else besides a saree was a big NO NO! I don’t understand why you girls today can’t get off your stupid jeans?”, and I just sighed….alas! nobody understands my dilemma, forget understanding it genuinely, no one even pretends to.
Every time I talk about my difficulty of draping the six yard fabric, am mocked at, some people think, am throwing an unnecessary tantrum, but that’s not true guys..
Saree – is a BIG deal for me.. :( (

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