I’ll tell you why I’ve been AWOL recently, in the next post. I may even have some interesting news in the near future.
Right now I have something else to share with you. My husband paid me the cutest compliment today, he called me an iconic Indian woman (yes, I know he’s married to me, but it still felt great). You ask why? Well, here’s why.
My cousin sister had a traditional women’s function at home today and this is what my morning looked like:
- 6.30 am – leave mom’s house (we spent the night there) and head home
- 7:00 am – get the little one ready in her Indian finery (she loves it and I have to hide the stuff from her on regular days)
- 7:30 am – start tying 9 yards of gorgeous but confusing silk around myself. My cousins, aunt and I are dab hands at tying a 6 yards saree, however, for a 9 yards one we turn too ……. you tube 🙂 Here’s the video we followed . My husband spent the whole 15 minutes laughing at the tiny grandmom and her super tall granddaughter.
- 8:00 am – get into the car for the one hour drive. I was driving, since I would drop my husband off at work and take the car. I didn’t want to get out in all my finery at the office gates to switch sides (silly huh!)
- 9:00 am – reached my cousin’s beautiful house
- 11:30 am – changed into my work clothes, changed V into more manageable clothes and did the goodbye routine with V (she was spending the day with her cousins after skipping school)
- 12:00 pm – walked into the office and started the day with a meeting with the bankers
It was during the car ride that my husband made the ‘Iconic Women’ comment. He found it amazing that I managed to drive the car wearing 9 yards of slithery silk. He even took a picture of me at the wheel with sunglasses (I look ridiculous), when he caught a whole bunch of people on a bus staring at us (my daughter was also dressed in a heavily embroidery silk outfit paired with purple flower sunglasses). I’m sure we were quite a sight and must have provided a lot of family entertainment when that bunch of people got home from work.
Why did I write this post? Well, primarily because for once in my life I actually felt that I was pulling the work-life balance thing off.
What do you think, did it sound like a day of balance or the day of a confused woman? Is this just an Asian thing or do women all over the world have to manage outfits along with all the other juggling we do?