Yet another grandmother’s sari, yet another Navrathri
I love borrowing saris from my grandmothers. There is simply no other feeling like it in the world. I wore this sari for Navrathri last year when I went to Triplicane’s agraharam streets with a dear friend and watched Parthasarathy being carried through in procession. It was a real episode out of time – I could hardly believe that such corners remained in highly urbanized Chennai, seemingly untouched by any modern influences. Compare this picture to my other Navrathri post (taken 6 years after) and you will see how much happier I am in a sari now!
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3 thoughts on “Yet another grandmother’s sari, yet another Navrathri”
The pic is at once vintage and contemporary! That’s the joy of it.
Borrowing sarees – truly are heirlooms.
You truly are at ease (absurdly so) in a saree now.
Yes Triplicane is the right mix of tradition and modernity. I am a native there. i saw your grand mom’s pic and was wondering i have seen somewhere. now i know it is somewhere here i must have seen her 🙂
What a photograph ! And what a setting ! Awesome !