You read about my getting engaged and embracing colour, a week ago.
\nBut my preference for black and white hasn’t dimmed, not even now.
\nA month before our wedding, Holi was around the corner. Remember those were the – in love must gift – times ( please, I’d like the gifting to return, Mr Kadam ) and Ketav loved presenting sarees. Most of my heirlooms have been gifted by him.
\nAnyway, so we went to Kala Niketan, in Juhu, Bombay. I didn’t like anything there and we turned to leave. Just to the side was a row of tiny shops and we went to have a look see. One of them turned out to be a Bengali saree, ten feet by ten feet, store. He showed me umpteen red border with every colour saree and I kept shaking my head in the negative, because I already had lots of reds from the wedding shopping.
\nFinally, he brought out the black and white. A thick Dhaka silk in ivory white with black woven design. I fell in love all over again.
\nThe story of the saree weaved by a master craftsman,who took 30 days to weave it, only increased the romance of the saree.
\nThere was one problem. It was partly black. And I had been instructed, strictly, by both moms, his and mine, to not buy black since it was nearing the wedding and I shouldn’t be wearing the colour. In the Hindu tradition, black isn’t considered to be auspicious. Think black magic and evil.
\nBut how on earth could something so lovingly crafted be evil ?
\nKetav and I silently paid for the saree, decided not to show it to the moms immediately, and returned home.
\nI got my first holi present from Ketav twenty years ago. This black and white beautiful saree.
\nAnd serendipity. Here I am walking with Ally, who is wearing a silk ivory and red.
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You read about my getting engaged and embracing colour, a week ago. But my preference for black and white hasn’t dimmed, not even now. A month before our wedding, Holi was around the corner. Remember those were the – in love must gift – times ( please, I’d like the gifting to return, Mr Kadam…<\/p>\n