I live in Chennai with my mother in law, my baby Rohan and my husband Ramesh. One day my husband Ramesh invited Raj to our home, he was a wealthy person with lot of political contacts. Since Ramesh has borrowed money from Raj for his business purposes we had to treat Raj in a polite manner but Raj was a awfully bad man he had a lot of illegal contacts with many married woman, though many of our locals knew this they were afraid to question him. One evening Raj came to our house, I was wearing saree like lot of Indian girls wore it while they are in their house Ramesh and Raj were chatting about the current affairs and I brought coffee for them.
Hi all, I want to share one more story of my aunty. Her name is Sheila. I have never met her but my mom said that : She is a govt employee working in a primary school. She's 32years old and she has a 12 year old kid. One day, It was a very hot summer day and My mother was out of station for her office work and there was no one to cook food for me.
No doubt, it was beautiful to watch the many variations of the outfit - be it in textile, design, technique, the draping styles, the matching and contrasting blouses, intricate jewellery, hairstyles and not to forget the various poses exclusively for the camera. Come to think of it, sarees is a lot! But then, of course, what are mothers and mother-in-laws and friends for! Now this is what I love about life. The quality of unpredictability and randomness.