It was a surprise from Mom. Admired by dad. It was to be worn for the Haldi puja – a very long Puja before the actual haldi ceremony at my wedding. The lovely unusual colour, soft silk and the small golden flicks all over it stole my heart. (it looks better in real life than in pics). It was simple yet grand. I stashed it away safely after that one time. For some reason I took it out on this year’s Bengali New Year. On being admired by everyone, I found renewed joy – pride in my Moms choice and memory of that Puja where it was just me and my dad, just before I got married.