She is the weave of India

 She is beautiful and amazing. Whether she adorns a royal paithani or she goes with bobby print, it is her smile as delicate as pashmina which will melt your heart. And her bewitching eyes with a chanderi spark in them which tell own kantha of her life. And protecting her eyes from evil eye of pollution is line of kohl as sharp as the needle in hands of chikankari artisan. That little bindi on forehead at the centreof ajna chakra not only enhances her focus but makes her shine through the power of tradition like a pure kanjivarum. While you are still mesmerized by her eyes, down there is striking ring on her nose with patterns as intricate as kutchiembroidery which together are believed to relieve her pain in those uncomfortable days. Just let her turn her head little to right or left, you’ll will get a proper glimpse of those dazzling earrings which remind of peitra dura designs of Taj.  Wait for gentle breeze to flow and you can find her luscious hair with a shine as rich as bright muga silk sway with wind and set up a phulkari like playful atmosphere there. Admire those flowers tucked at her gajra, they just symbolize her relation with nature but their fragrance is still better than any perfume, more than incense stick, they have the power to create mangalgiri vibes for any auspicious event. Feel blessed in her vibes, bow your head in reverence, a look at her necklace and you’ll be reminded at marvelously carved pillars of Kailash temple of Ellora. It is hard to differentiate if it is her aura or artwork of bandhini where various distinct colours are seamlessly dyed together and her little imperfections like white specks make her more real infact more attractive. You can’t help but appreciate the fact that she has got a sense of life and her vision for her goals is as clear as the white colourof kasavu saree. She has talent and skills and which so make her stand apart from crowd like sambalpuri silk. Be it office or household chores, she has learned from khadi to effortlessly manage both. As she joins her hands to greet you to say namaste, find yourself lost in ageless classic designs like kalamkari on finger ring which connects to nerve of her heart. You can find in her divinity of jamdani, strength of tussar, gentleness of lepcha but importantly, morals of life. She knows it real gold is not in brocade of her benarasi pallu, it is her indomitable spirit, which she has preserved through ages. She is you, she is me, torch bearers of ancient wisdom but quintessentially new.