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#SS 26/100/2020
Needed to post this saree.
Mind is a blank slate.
Long work day, classes, some visitors..
And then, I realised..
Say Thank You.
Be Grateful.
To dear shilpada who thought about me, took the trouble and time to emulate me. A remarkably compassionate, magnanimous gesture from someone I’ve never physically met.
To my dear Sakhis, saree sisters who stopped by the post, to like or comment. It takes sweet souls like all of you to read a post, tap a like or leave a comment. For no other reason but to simply uplift the spirits of another sakhi.
The people I work with, work for, for giving me the opportunity to empower them to lead independent, confident lives.
My Guru, who painstakingly demonstrates intricate nuances and corrects me patiently, and in so doing, lets me know that her love knows no bounds.
My students, who reproduced a piece I’d taught last week, a little more complex than their level, with such panache.
Husband who made crispy onion carrot rava dosa and a delicious chutney which I know had some mango cuts, because he knew I was having a long evening of classes after work.
Not too grateful though for the cleaning kitchen bit – wiping down the stove with wipes and Dettol spray was akin to signing the UN treaty after the war.
My girls, who drive me up the creek most days, and revel in taking unsolicited uncensored videos of me, who make me scream, laugh, and weep with love and pride.
And for good health, a generally simple, not-a-whooping-jump-in-the-air but a no-complaints, life-is-good life.
And for having made new friends, most of whom I have not met and probably never will,
For opening your hearts and souls, and letting me do the same,
For letting me into your lives and homes.
Stay blessed each and everyone of you and thank you again.
Draped in a bright pink cotton Saree, worn before,
colours mirroring my outlook,
with geometric embroidered patterns on the border and pallu in the happy colours of golds, greens, reds, black. Gifted to me by a music student, having lovingly purchased it while in India, some years ago.