My Mother’s saree, must be at least 56 year old. She was a tall lady. I still remember during my collage days, my dad used to get stunned every time my mom wore one of these beautiful sarees. He used to hum a song for her…see the typical dialogue that used to happen between the them..
Mom (More of left brain person : Math/Science):
“Sumne iri enu makkala munde en hadu ”
Dad (Totally right brain person: Creative/Romantic person ) :
“So what , you are my wife and you look so beautiful, whats wrong in singing a song in front of children”
It was fun watching that. My dad was so much in love with my mother, he followed her just after few months she left! I am sure they will be together some where. Ah! There you go….I hear my dad singing song for her…
Anju you are really making me to come out my comfort zone. Managed a quick drape,