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Wearing Sindoor as a White Woman
Aditya loves, loves, loves it when I wear sindoor. For him it is the epitome of beauty. (There's also probably an element of husbandly pride and maybe something oedipal going on, but, hey, you can't win them all.) When I reach over to open to the medicine cabinet while brushing my teeth in the mornings, his face lights up in the hope that I'm grabbing out my container of vermilion powder: "Are you going to wear sindoor today?" You should! - you look so beautiful when you wear it!" And, almost always, I mumble something that amounts to "no, not today."
Continue reading...Why is the Goat Wearing a Sweater? Six Unspectacular Quirks Meme
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
I was recently tagged by Blue of the blog bluelightful, bluelicious, bluelovely to complete a meme on "six unspectacular quirks." I was a bit hesitant to do the meme, at first, 'cause I figured I'd already done the whole "personal life" update post, and, really, there's only so many times a week I can talk just about myself before I start making Aditya's life miserable with a swelled head. "Where's my tea & biscuits? I need caffeine to post. This is important, Aditya. I've been tagged!" Then I thought about it a bit more, and realized that if I couldn't come up with six intercultural-type quirks about myself, then all those people who've talked about having me committed to an insane asylum for being crazy (I prefer "quirky," thank you) would be proven wrong. And I'd hate to make so many friends, relatives, and coworkers look bad, so I guess it's time to roll up my sleeves and show just how quirky in a interculturally-relevant-but-not-culturally-insensitive way I can be. Of course, the qualifier of "unspectacular" means you all will be be missing the good stuff...
Continue reading...My Dainty Swastikas
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Someone gave me a pair of swastikas as a wedding gift. They were quite beautiful: delicate, pure gold swastika earrings, with subtle etchings along the front and edges. I wish I had taken a picture of them – and of my husband’s face when he opened the gift. I still don’t know who the giver was, but I suspect it was an older Auntie with superb taste and very few NRI relatives.
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Wednesday, May 13, 2009
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