Bengali means saree. And saree means girls, But most people don't know that girls wearing saree have a category and those categories are -
1. hates sarees as hell
2. likes saree but the saree should be soft or else she will not wear (I fall in this category)
3. loves saree to infinity and beyond
As I told you that I fall in one category let me share you an experience of falling in that kind of category(2)
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So, when I was 8 years old in Saraswati puja my mother forced me to wear a saree. I was feeling so embarrassed and itchy I was feeling like a dress of cactus was made and worn to me. I told my mother to open it and make me wear a frock but my mother told "no"
but... It's so itchy.
oh! come on you it will itch for some time and then it will reduce
why do we have to wear this saree?
cause it falls in our culture
what kind of culture is this !?
oh! you sit quite what I have made you wear just quietly wear it!
but...but...
no buts!
then I had to go and attend the Saraswati puja at my school. It was still itching and it felt so embarrassing. I saw a classmate of mine who was wearing a red frock cause she didn't have a saree. I was thinking what a luck I wish I had that kind of luck. At that time I was sitting on the chair cause when I was sitting or standing still It wasn't feeling like cactus anymore I was a bit comfortable then.
And then! came my crackheaded friends who wanted to play with me and started pulling my hand and then only It again started to itch. I was telling them that I don't want to play with them repeatedly but no how will they understand their heads are cracked
and then boom I heard a loud noise of someone falling. And I finally realized that it was no one else other than me and my friend my mother and mam came and gave me and my friend a good scold
finally then when this day was over I was so happy that inside I was doing that dance which the drunkards use to do after getting drunk. BTW my mother was telling her mother "what a lovely day it was". but inside I only know what kind of day it was...
that was my first wearing of saree and after that, I didn't wear saree...
date 5\2\22
again my mother told me to wear a saree. I was like no not again but this time something different happened I was so relaxed with this saree It was not itching at all. even at the last of the day, I didn't want to open it. I thought that how can I be so comfortable with a saree when I don't like saree at all.
