was busy with my sister's wedding so could not do blog for long time.But meanwhile in midst of my busy life a incident stayed on with me and I wanted to write on it.During my sister's wedding we shopped few of exquisite kajiivaram silk sarees .the sarees were lovely and exquisite. we had to visit the tailor . The tailor happened to be a lady in her mid forties who along with her three sister's eked a living out of it.they lived in a dingy dilapidated house with nobody to care for.They marvelled at the beauty the sarees .They too wished to own such sarees probably.U c ,dreams do not go with pocket size.I could c that longing in their eyes.I felt guilt pang somewhere.
It reminded me of award winning movie "kangivaram where the protaganist who is a poor weaver of most exquisite ,expensive kangivaram silk saree .the story goes something like this where he swears on the birth of his daughter to weave one of these sare for her marriage.he steals each thread between his teeth everyday back home.the story takes a serious turn later.
this incident reminded me so much of that movie.Maybe we should stop and think when we splurge on some unwanted things.