#debsaristories Gals, Ladies and gentlewomen.. good news! I was in heaven last night (you rotten minds.. think straight!). I just came back from heaven this morning after a short visit and guess what????
Everyone wears saree in heaven. Seriously. Believe me! I am not kidding.
Yesterday night ma and I were in heaven. I saw all gorgeous women draped in saree around me. Ma was stunning in a black benarasi saree with sona rupa booti.. I dont remember if it was tussar or katan silk. I dont remember which saree I draped either but I knew it's a saree because the pleats rustled as I walked to get the thali plate for lunch.. yeah. Lunch is buffet style in heaven, just so you are aware.
I dint see any fairies or godlike creatures. I saw pretty women giggling and chatting in sarees, lots of happiness and positivity! Heaven was so much fun, I cant wait! If that's synonymous to saree speak meets then oh well, you dont need training to go to heaven, just make sure to pack your best sarees and blouses! Ok ok! I know it's a dream but hey I was so so so happy waking up from that dream. It's another story that I wont leave ma alone even in heaven! They say matches are made in heaven, for me and ma I think the match will continue in heaven too. Poor ma.🤣🤣
Swarg mein bhi bahu ne peecha nahi choda!! Quite contrary was my day today, pretty rough and sort of disturbing. So when I came home I walked to my closet to pick the most outrageously colorful, bright and weird combo of saree and blouse so I could brighten up my spirits. The results are for you to see.
Every sari has a story. This space is one such storybook.. it's a tribute to the hands, sweat, blood that tirelessly create wonderful six yards of fabric making such stories happen. Humble effort to say THANK YOU! Plant to yarn to fabric to sari - weaver to wearer. It's a child in creation. 💖 Pictures and content solely copyrighted to this blog owner. Misuse, replication without permission treated as violation and strictly prohibited. Trolls pls excuse. Keep calm and sari on.
Thursday, January 31, 2019
Tuesday, January 29, 2019
#debsaristories #lifeisagameofcards I came back too soon!
Life is a game of cards!♠️♥️♦️♣️ After almost a year bettu wanted to play seven cards (baby version of Rummy) again, so I remembered what I penned last time when we played cards. As I was teaching him ideas and guidance on the game of cards, I realized how similar they are to the game of Life.
1. You never know what cards you will get in the first place and what comes later.
2. Sometimes the card you need may be with others, you need to either wait until they drop it or need to move on
3. You need to strategize about how long you could wait until you switch to a different direction.
4. Sometimes the card you were previously waiting for may be available to you now, but you have moved on already! Tchh
5. It's not always that the Queen or King of hearts bring you smile to your face, sometimes it's the Ace, the Jack or even Joker. You need to know how to respect them all.
6. Sometimes you win and sometimes you lose- what matters is that you tried best. The game must move on
7. You may be lucky to have gotten some cards, sometimes it may take longer, sometimes it may never happen - it is what it is. Some games have predetermined endings but you play them nevertheless! How fair, skilled, committed and passionate you are to the game is a testament to you as a player!
So keep playing! In my begumpuri, solid black yet magenta masti!
Life is a game of cards!♠️♥️♦️♣️ After almost a year bettu wanted to play seven cards (baby version of Rummy) again, so I remembered what I penned last time when we played cards. As I was teaching him ideas and guidance on the game of cards, I realized how similar they are to the game of Life.
1. You never know what cards you will get in the first place and what comes later.
2. Sometimes the card you need may be with others, you need to either wait until they drop it or need to move on
3. You need to strategize about how long you could wait until you switch to a different direction.
4. Sometimes the card you were previously waiting for may be available to you now, but you have moved on already! Tchh
5. It's not always that the Queen or King of hearts bring you smile to your face, sometimes it's the Ace, the Jack or even Joker. You need to know how to respect them all.
6. Sometimes you win and sometimes you lose- what matters is that you tried best. The game must move on
7. You may be lucky to have gotten some cards, sometimes it may take longer, sometimes it may never happen - it is what it is. Some games have predetermined endings but you play them nevertheless! How fair, skilled, committed and passionate you are to the game is a testament to you as a player!
So keep playing! In my begumpuri, solid black yet magenta masti!
Monday, January 28, 2019
#debsaristories #sareeinabag
Saree-in-a-bag: For those of us that live life like an adventure and love to experiment on the go, its always good to have a easy going saree in the handbag. Even though you are in jean and tee, should the situation require you can wrap a drape and rock the look in less than ten mins. Thats what I did today! I chose this feather light chiffon saree thats easy to drape and also low maintenance I believe where there is a will there is a way. Instead of complaining (which we don't anyways) how uncomfortable it is to travel in sarees, and how hard it is to pack the accessories etc etc, its time to appreciate the six yards of "one size fits all" ensemble which was so thoughtfully designed to go over anything practically! It has standed the test of time, and will be here even after the world ends, is never out of fashion and never too boring at all. Recently I started following the "one front, one back pic" mode, but today adding couple more to show the pic sizes and ideas.
Saree-in-a-bag: For those of us that live life like an adventure and love to experiment on the go, its always good to have a easy going saree in the handbag. Even though you are in jean and tee, should the situation require you can wrap a drape and rock the look in less than ten mins. Thats what I did today! I chose this feather light chiffon saree thats easy to drape and also low maintenance I believe where there is a will there is a way. Instead of complaining (which we don't anyways) how uncomfortable it is to travel in sarees, and how hard it is to pack the accessories etc etc, its time to appreciate the six yards of "one size fits all" ensemble which was so thoughtfully designed to go over anything practically! It has standed the test of time, and will be here even after the world ends, is never out of fashion and never too boring at all. Recently I started following the "one front, one back pic" mode, but today adding couple more to show the pic sizes and ideas.
Saturday, January 26, 2019
#debsaristories #irepeatmysarees
Another day another saree I was trying to recall how and when my passion for sarees started. I was nine. I draped a saree and fell in love with the process. Getting into teenage, saree was my savior. Since 'beautiful' was never an adjective associated with me and I was bullied for my looks (in school dance I was offered a cameo role for grandma for the song rukmani rikmani from roja because everybody agreed I naturally looked like one without much makeup.. casting perfection!), 'different' was something I chose. I think the fact that I could easily drape and manage a day in sarees when other girls struggle to hold pleats between fingers gave me some kind of confidence to smile.
I was definitely treated with respect and assumed to be older than I actually was.. but I didn't mind that at all. That continued to become my love, my passion. I enjoyed doing it for myself. I enjoyed the colors, the work, everything about six yards.
People at work call me riot of colors, I feel like a bunch of balloons when they say that. I scratch my head.. everyone is colorful. While they chose light grey, dark grey, medium grey, ash, black brown etc I choose red, purple, yellow, magenta, orange, lime green, turquoise blue... its all the same right? Just colors. Huh. Crazy them. Saree is a hand painted handloom cotton and the blouse has my fav jasmine flowers embroidered on it :) its almost spring...
Another day another saree I was trying to recall how and when my passion for sarees started. I was nine. I draped a saree and fell in love with the process. Getting into teenage, saree was my savior. Since 'beautiful' was never an adjective associated with me and I was bullied for my looks (in school dance I was offered a cameo role for grandma for the song rukmani rikmani from roja because everybody agreed I naturally looked like one without much makeup.. casting perfection!), 'different' was something I chose. I think the fact that I could easily drape and manage a day in sarees when other girls struggle to hold pleats between fingers gave me some kind of confidence to smile.
I was definitely treated with respect and assumed to be older than I actually was.. but I didn't mind that at all. That continued to become my love, my passion. I enjoyed doing it for myself. I enjoyed the colors, the work, everything about six yards.
People at work call me riot of colors, I feel like a bunch of balloons when they say that. I scratch my head.. everyone is colorful. While they chose light grey, dark grey, medium grey, ash, black brown etc I choose red, purple, yellow, magenta, orange, lime green, turquoise blue... its all the same right? Just colors. Huh. Crazy them. Saree is a hand painted handloom cotton and the blouse has my fav jasmine flowers embroidered on it :) its almost spring...
Monday, January 21, 2019
#debsaristories #irepeatsarees #10yearchallenge
Tomorrow is ma baba's marriage anniversary.. that calls for saree-ing. The family photographer was confused why "I" was more excited. He even tried to pour water on my plans saying ma doesnt want to change out of her sweat pants and tee. I shrieked.. nahi.. nahi ho sakta.
Immediately called for emergency meeting with ma and ensured its all set for the evening! Ma is in new saree while i am in my ten year old bling bling georgette purchased when i wasnt as literate about handlooms. ❤❤❤ #mildilstories
Tomorrow is ma baba's marriage anniversary.. that calls for saree-ing. The family photographer was confused why "I" was more excited. He even tried to pour water on my plans saying ma doesnt want to change out of her sweat pants and tee. I shrieked.. nahi.. nahi ho sakta.
Immediately called for emergency meeting with ma and ensured its all set for the evening! Ma is in new saree while i am in my ten year old bling bling georgette purchased when i wasnt as literate about handlooms. ❤❤❤ #mildilstories
Sunday, January 13, 2019
#happynewyear #debsaristories #kathiphera
Wishing you all a very happy new year!.
Words fall short when you see beauty created by nature. The saree had this blouse waiting for it unknowingly, #thankyou Sayanti Ghosh! Not sure of marriages, but saree and choli combos are made in heaven for sure!
I am doing good on my resolution of not to buy sarees this year (there is fine balancing act between over indulgence and collecting wearable art) unless I come across something that is truly inspirational and exceptional art. Saree is #kathiphera orissa weave.
I did not justice to this beautiful weave (after studying El Nino, La Nina all day with bettu, mera hawa nikal gaya) but I did two things to bring Sankranthi spirit.. my madras style pongal kolam and draping this saree. I feel supercharged already. Jeena isi ka naam hai Looking forward to a year of amazing learning, draping, encouraging and spreading the wonder of weaves across the globe Edit - i knew my post is incomplete without the mention of margazhi. As i hit the bed and closed my eyes I could hear the cluck clank of bhajana ghosti and their early morning procession across all streets of our colony. The sprinkle of water late night across the front yard to prepare for the kolam... margazhi is such colorful month.... i for one was excited because of colors. I had my kolam book always.. some traditional ones and some self created. Nevertheless.. elders in our colony would stop by and encourage the then little me... "kozhandha, kolam romba nanna irukku da chellam" (kiddo, the rangoli is really good). some are around while some have left for a better world in heaven but my memories and dedication will remain to be cherished every year. To New beginnings and new harvest...
Wishing you all a very happy new year!.
Words fall short when you see beauty created by nature. The saree had this blouse waiting for it unknowingly, #thankyou Sayanti Ghosh! Not sure of marriages, but saree and choli combos are made in heaven for sure!
I am doing good on my resolution of not to buy sarees this year (there is fine balancing act between over indulgence and collecting wearable art) unless I come across something that is truly inspirational and exceptional art. Saree is #kathiphera orissa weave.
I did not justice to this beautiful weave (after studying El Nino, La Nina all day with bettu, mera hawa nikal gaya) but I did two things to bring Sankranthi spirit.. my madras style pongal kolam and draping this saree. I feel supercharged already. Jeena isi ka naam hai Looking forward to a year of amazing learning, draping, encouraging and spreading the wonder of weaves across the globe Edit - i knew my post is incomplete without the mention of margazhi. As i hit the bed and closed my eyes I could hear the cluck clank of bhajana ghosti and their early morning procession across all streets of our colony. The sprinkle of water late night across the front yard to prepare for the kolam... margazhi is such colorful month.... i for one was excited because of colors. I had my kolam book always.. some traditional ones and some self created. Nevertheless.. elders in our colony would stop by and encourage the then little me... "kozhandha, kolam romba nanna irukku da chellam" (kiddo, the rangoli is really good). some are around while some have left for a better world in heaven but my memories and dedication will remain to be cherished every year. To New beginnings and new harvest...
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