53 Week Journey through the Land of Drapes and Colors: Week #3
For details on all the sarees I have posted so far, go here.
On this palindromic day (02/02/2020) that, I am told, occurs once in almost 900 years, I pick this that I wore for the recent festival. Mind you, today is also the 33rd day of the year and 333 more days to go. Seems to be a very special day, if I may say so. May be SuperBowl will see making of history as well. Anyways, back to my post.
Week 3: Happy Sankranthi!!
Makar Sankranthi is the oldest Hindu festival that is observed according to the Solar Cycles, celebrated in the lunar month of Magha, corresponding to January in Gregorian calendar. It is a festival to celebrate the sun god, Surya. This is one of the festivals in India that is celebrated by every region and cultures with few variations, except for the common thread of flying kites.
Back home, I loved this festival for many reasons: Get to draw various colorful Rangolis; wear beautiful clothes; cook delicious varieties of dishes; parade of traditionally decorated bulls; performing puja and then sharing with community; and above all the competition of flying kites and the sheer energy surrounding it all. I do miss a whole lot of those here in US. However, when weather permits, I do manage to make rangoli in front of my house and of course decking myself in colorful drapes.
For this year I wore this magenta pink georgette saree filled with thread and mirror work. I paired it with a magenta pink blouse (yes, the same one you saw in the past two posts. :)). The border and pallu of the saree is patched on to the saree, though it is again filled with thread and mirror work. Accompanying the saree are gold and glass bangles in same magenta color, with a chain studded with multi-colored stones and long gold earrings.
The day of the festival I had been to a friend's home for lunch, and they were surprised that I had bought this one in 2008. Yes sir…it is 12 year old saree and yet it drapes perfectly well around me. On close examination you might see a few mirrors and threads broken, but it is hard to see. Perhaps I will change this into a lehenga choli or some other kind of salwar next time when I go to India.
As any other festival I loved celebrating it this year as well, although I kept it super simple. More to come in next posts, keep watching.
Oh, before I close, here is the rangoli I put in front of my house for the festival this year.