Maa ki Saadi/ Ammale Kappada.

"Maa ki Saadi/ Ammale Kappada" .... a girl never buys her first saree/ kappada, its always her mothers saree that she wraps round her with that warmth of her love passing on ... 

** Oh Yeah, that 7 yards of silk spun cloth with beautiful prints of gold, has always caught my fascination ... sigh, that lost innocence of childhood; I have nostalgic memories of growing up eyeing Amma's sarees which I wrapped round myself haphazardly, looking at myself in the 5 ft tall mirror, trying to figure out how she wore it??? Those beautiful prints with different sized borders on different textured materials always fascinated me ...

** I wanted to wear them all, her sarees, her gold ornaments, her accessories, everything Amma wore with so much poise ... I would wear those jhumkas, turn my head sideways to watch them dangle, bangles were far too large and literally fell off my hands; nail polish could be applied only during holidays as it was No-No in school, payal too was tried on holidays tightening the lose ends with thread ... 

** Aaahhhaa, not to forget lipstick, this was something I always tried innocently, applying a little bit too loudly, corners imperfect and getting spankings for the same, the bindi was actually a perfect round of kumkum applied after first applying Vaseline and Amma taught me to do so, a perfect zero on my forehead ... 

** Sandals and heels 5 times larger are something every girl tries walking with, even if it means tripping over and getting bruised; still it is a must. oh, yes the first saree I wore was Amma's, with her blouse, all rolled up and pinned up here and there for proper fitting, not an issue, I felt I looked lovely in Amma's saree, her accessories, her make up, Amma also rolled l my hair into a bun, with a few hairs dangling out ... 

** I stood before the mirror and swirled round swinging the pallu, yep, the influence of old Hindi Cinema era of Madubala- Nargis black and white movies ... I was a keen observer and learned fast whatever Amma taught, those 7 yards of silk in the long run became a passion with a huge collection to date, which I still love to wrap round me ... 

** Oh those 7 yards of silk that clings beautifully to the body; whatever shape it may be in, is a beautiful gift handed down generations.. I guess every girl likes to doll up and follow on her Amma's footsteps, be it dressing up or making a home of her own ... Amma's legacy always gets passed on with beautiful memories and the warmth of her love wrapped round like her saree, a few of which still are treasured in my wardrobe ....

** Disclaimer : This is an article is solely written by me on a lighter note on my own thoughts and experience through childhood, a little bit of how I felt with my Amma's saree. I have neither picked this from anywhere and is exclusively my write up, not intended to hurt any sentiments, if so, is not intentional. The picture is from Google net. and the credit goes to them.