The other day something funny happened. Rather not an instance but one of the observation as I a bored commuter listening to my music, gazing around made which made me think.
Let me declare my stance. I love women in Indian attire. I am hardwired to look and appreciate at them in their mile long craftily wrapped around saree, a bindi, with painted lips and immaculate sense of womanliness that follows after she wears chiming clinking bangles. Nothing makes my heart pound, my blood rush like a woman in Indian saree. Matching Bangles complement what she chooses in terms of color, her bindi and lipstick follow the same suit.

I came across a youthful beautiful woman, not anyone I knew but like we all do in a public transport. Nice ballet chappals, complemented her rough faded blue jeans and dark colored western blouse buttoned down the top made a perfect dressing combination. Evenly cut hair and kohl eyes could compel one to say things, I must not here. And then, I was flummoxed. Dangling from her slender hands, one of which held mobile phone or a tab, confused as they seem to be same size these days, were clinking with each other swinging rhythmically, GLASS BANGLES, not one or two about ten on each hand.

Usually what happens at such moments is not a quick judgment but a big breath and sigh by me, follows an argument from different perspectives. And I did exactly that. Some of which I am going to state:

1. Okay, she has the worst dressing sense ever. Maybe.
2. Perception can be a big point. She needs to look traditional due to her background or society she lives in. Maybe.
3. She is wearing a sindoor too!! (I forgot to mention this). She can't raise her voice against the husband. She acts as per his wishes. Could be.
4. Definitely newly married, Owing to her age and appearance. Happiness. She wants to show the world that she is a married woman. Women do feel proud and like to boast it as an achievement. Possible.
5. People don't ogle, harass and approach married women (that’s what I like to think), so it kind of pushes the men away in a social setting. Debatable. But then possible.

What did I land on finally? Nothing. But it did give me a lot of food for brain with a good exercise to cheek s as they enjoyed a laugh.
Never want to or mean to dictate what women should or should not wear. I encourage and promote, wear what you could not have worn and rebel. But that doesn't include women's monstrosity of dressage should be laid onto the world and they themselves turn into mockery or laugh, which is preventable. Think twice; take a suggestion from your friend, husband or mom. If none helps, common sense is the best friend one can have.

Note: the comments and observation are my own and made on a single woman observation. And those who know me here, I love to hate women when they make mistakes and bear consequences of their own making and extremely hate when my respect and love for them is misunderstood.
P.S. Such attire suits some not doubt. Take no offense.

Tags: Attire, Women, Dress, LIFE

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