Playing with a sari.

What was supposed to be a normal tidying up of cupboards, saw me bump into the only 3 sarees I have got from India. Of which two have never been worn here. I gave into the temptation of feeling the starched cotton against my skin. Out came the pretty sandals, jewellery, lip gloss to go and I was ready. I stood for the longest time in front of the mirror, reminded of those days where I looked forward to dressing up   and dashing off to work, just like this.