December 29, 2018 6:00 am IST. New Delhi Having just flown into India a few days ago, I was still reeling from the side effects of jet lag. I had been up since 3 a.m., and as the rest of the house slept, I was killing time on social media. The numerous posts on the Saree Speak Facebook group were keeping me busy, when all of a sudden, I noticed a mention of an All India Saree Speak meet happening in Goa. Vini Tandon (the founder of Saree Speak) had also posted a message alongside asking if any other meets were planned across the country and beyond. My heart raced. I really wanted to attend a saree meet. While I had been a member of the group for some time, I had never participated beyond likes and a few comments. Still, I was curious to know what this could lead to. Since Goa was out of the question, with fingers crossed, I looked to see if there was one planned for Delhi.
I was in luck! There was. But of course, it was that very same day in the afternoon, and the registration date had passed. I promptly messaged the organiser Preeti Gupta to ask if there was room for one more person. I felt sweaty, out of breath and anxious.
Within a few minutes, Preeti called me back. In her warm Aussie-desi accent, she said could squeeze me in! I was over the moon.
That was until I realised I had no saree to wear. Once again, I was in panic mode. My mother offered up her own selection of sarees, but our tastes are too divergent. When she suggested I should go without a saree (in plain clothes), I was mortified! I was a fashion professor, I needed to have a saree for this event.
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ابدأ النسخة التجريبية المجانية من Magzter GOLD لمدة 7 أيام للوصول إلى آلاف القصص المتميزة المنسقة وأكثر من 9,000 مجلة وصحيفة.
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