Sarees Stories Romane & Geschichten

Just fifty percent? “Quit the job,” I ordered and she stared at me in confusion. “You don't understand. That's my only way of saving my brother—” “Be my stripper and prostitute. It's work, princess. I'll pay you for every night. One hundred thousand dollars. What do you say?” I offered and her eyes widened in shock as if she was trying to comprehend my words. “You're not pulling my legs, are you? That's a lot of money for someone like me—”

, Priti mumbled in my ear embarrassed at our mum's bargaining. "Leave it, Priti. They are Indian women, it's in their blood", I whispered back. "If you are done biting each other ears. Go and try on these sarees", Priti and I straightened. "Yes mam", I saluted to my mom rolling my eyes. Gosh, they are scary. Poor salesman. "Isha, beta you like something? I think this one will be good for you", Meera Aunty took a red saree out draping it around her. "Priti, come here", I dragged her into the same cubical which is big enough for both of us.

Jasmine POV: I clearly remember my grandmother telling me about ‘Serpentine’, when I was in my young age my grandmother used to tell me ‘Fortune Tales’, which were mostly of survivors who used to manage to stay alive because of their strong will and destiny, among those tales one of such was of ‘Serpentine’ where my Grandmother had told.

He said and I frowned before understanding that he saw their water fight. He must be feeling hurt, I sniffed stopping the sobs before mumbling, “I am sorry!” He just took the cover and opened it only to frown seeing a Saree. He glanced at me asking, “Does James wear this?” I immediately laughed imagining James in it and then sobered before shaking my head saying, “This is for my Mom.” “I… I promised her I will buy her a beautiful Saree when I get my salary, but… but she didn’t allow me and asked me to leave.” I mumbled and brushed the fingers on the Saree.

She asked. " Yes, it is beautiful, somehow it looks familiar. " I said. " Oh, thanks, it is the same dress, I wore for the ceremony earlier today. " What?? Are you kidding, you were wearing a saree. " I said. " Yes, but it is from Mamu's latest collection. A Three in one dress. He gifted this to me. " She said with a smile. " Three in one? " " A saree, a gown, and ... "

***************** Note:- (DW) Describable Word- Saree A saree or is a women's garment from the Indian subcontinent that consists of an unstitched drape varying from 4.5 to 9 meters in length and 600 to 12,00 in breadth that is typically wrapped around the waist, with one end draped over the shoulder, partly baring the midriff. It is many kinds of like in daily uses, women like to wear light and plain or cotton saree but some of the special occasion, they like to wear heavy embroidery saree.

 Author's pov One middle aged couple entered a saree showroom and started to check some beautiful sarees. "Hello Sir & Madam, Welcome. Tell me what can I do for you?" A girl asked them. "We need some silk sarees." The lady said. "Okk... Come with me" the girl took the couple towards a counter where the silk sarees were kept. "Hey show them the silk sarees." The girl said to another girl who was standing there to attend the customers.

♡VIRANICA POV♡ when I woke up I seen him I'm sleeping in his embrace he is sleeping peacefully by holding me I dont want to ruin his peaceful sleep he is so cute I'm unable to stop myself from kissing his cute lips I caressed his hair and covered him with quilt and went to freshup I got ready in red and green half saree with matching jewelry I came out and seen mehak and sarah also got ready sarah is wearing half white violet border green blouse halfsaree she is so cute mehak wore a shade of red and violet border halfsaree

Then I realized that this coldness that has crept between me and mom after that fiery lovemaking is too much to bear and I wanted to end it. Bathroom opened and mom came out in just her bra and petticoat. With out acknowledging my presence, she went to the luggage rack and pulled out a saree from her suitcase, she stood still for a while and then put the saree back and pulled out a long lose linen kurta(A garment like that of a lose fitting shirt with lose wide sleeves, worn by men and women alike) and a lose flannel pyjamas. I seldom saw her wearing it at home, except for when she is carrying bed tea for her and papa in the morning. Her tall form looked majestic and overpowering. I didn't h