Saris were Ma’s and my common love. I was 7 when she taught me to wear a sari. She used to live, dance & sleep in silk saris:) Every Diwali & on our birthdays, we would buy each other kanjeevrams. My earliest memories are of her fave perfume, rustling silk saris, glass bangles as she taught a class:) Here’s to the movement ladies.. Hugs

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