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It’s been a great week. Walks, travels, friends, family, food.
Have two pending saree posts up my sleeve and one more for later today.
Stoked to see that my previous post has garnered so many likes. Thank you, each and everyone of you.
Dressed up for a wedding reception, got Sowbhagya to take a shot. She arranged my pallu, told me not to sit with my back to the light, moved me to every conceivable sittable structure, then, being a dancer, I believe her pliable, supple limbs helped, she crouched, squatted, lay on her non existent tummy, and took some shots. I was more enthralled watching her poses than posing myself until a sharp ‘Periamma, chin down look up’ or was it ‘chin up, look down’. Anyway, doesn’t matter now. Thank you for your non judgemental love and support.
Non judgmental. Yes.
That’s what I adore in this group.
We write because we want to bare our all, or some of our all. Some virtual friends comment, virtual, they may be, but in reality, I feel I’ve known them for ages. I actually wait, for their comments. I allow them into my home, my life, I let them see bits, and more bits of myself. And they reciprocate. I understand their sense of humour, compassion, kindness, sometimes blatant and loud, sometimes dry and understated,
I ‘feel’ them,
I feel YOU, if you know what I mean.
I know too that life is not always a bed of roses, and their honest posts and comments about them being in life’s cherry bowl of pits (courtesy Erma Bombeck) is absolutely relatable.
Therefore,
even though, the Kardashians in the house have told me to not post anything yet until I post the saree I will be draping later, according to some social media algorithm,
I am stubbornly putting forward my next post.
Or rather my current post.
Of gratitude.
For friends.
Virtual friends who are as real to me as my physical, huggable, see-able friends.
For saree speak.
For inspiring me to drape my sarees and in so doing, harnessing my inner being, and letting me speak my mind.
For enabling me,
empowering me,
to wear my sarees,
be they kanjivarams, cottons, linens, chiffons, georgette,
For guiding me to embrace the unique energy of each saree,
My six yard gorgeous drapes,
That cloak me and make me stand tall, proud and beautiful.
Thank you, my lovelies.
So here I am in a simple orange chiffon saree with thin blue and green flowers and large blue green flowers on the borders.
A complete contrast to the rich flame kanjivaram of my previous post.
Feeling at peace,
on my Veena.
Matched with a totally unmatched light cotton black blouse with embroidered pink flowers and green leaves. Searingly hot day, so had hair up in a bath bun.
Bavani’s Happy Place 