Sarees Stories Novels & Stories

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

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Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

He seemed to be excited about shopping, unlike Sagar. We did lots and lots of shopping... Sagar was yawning while Samar was very helpful he even helped us selecting our dresses. Aunty bought sarees many dresses for all of us. I went near Sagar and said, " Why are you are not taking any interest in the shopping..? " " It is so boring... " he said yawning. " Samar is better than you. I will try all the dresses and will show it to him and ask for his views about them. " I said and turned to go towards Samar who was standing near Manyata and Swati.

She removed her wet clothes in hesitation when Sumaya asked her to undress. Masumi went close to Rathi and examined the birthmark. That old lady's eyes grew wider to see that. She looked up at Rathi who's watching Masumi like what she's looking at. "Here put your blouse Rathi, and this is your wedding saree," she showed a red old Pattu saree but looked beautiful. The texture is smooth but it's heavy as there's beautiful Zarigai weaved on the entire saree. "This Zarigai is made of pure gold and this saree is traditionally worn by the brides of your family," Sumaya told.

She turned toward him and said,"Look at them, they are charging 10k for this simple red saree. I can't find any gold or diamond on this saree, still I'm ready to pay 4k. Not a single penny more than that." "Sir, please make ma'am understand. This material is costly," the Shopkeeper said, tiredly. "What material? You think I didn't have knowledge about material? I know what type of material this is, that's why I am giving you 4k for this simple plain saree." Pia replied, hearing their argument, Viren interrupted and said,"Pia, I will talk to him. Why don't you go and change? We're getting late."

I said. "Hush.." he whispered. There were many sarees of different colors and he picked up a black coloured saree. "We have to buy emerald," I said quietly. But he did not pay me any attention, making me huff tiredly. "Pack this one." He handed the Saree to the girl. I looked at him shaking my head. What has gotten into him! I thought because the Saree he had bought was of pure net. It had a strapless blouse and from behind it had only two thin strings of black pearls covering the back.

It's better to be prepared than to become a victim again. Relaxed and relieved I moved towards the bag and tossed all the things in it on the bed. What the heck...! All this time I was just wishing that it must not be some complicated Indian outfit like the heavy Lehanga, which left painful marks on my waist yesterday, but this thing before me was my death...! Ugh...! My mind swirled as I saw a saree in the package. What am I going to do? Saree...! I don't even know how to wear it.

“I mean whatever bad happened with us since past three days. She was worrying so held this pooja please don’t say no ..my mom is sweet and caring like…” “Like you ..”, I completed and decided to wear saree if it’s what would make her happy I was okay with it. I was so excited to meet his family, he talked a lot about them. “But I don’t know how to fold it Krish..”,I pouted. “Hey don’t worry I have PhD in that “ “What in wearing saree ??”,I exclaimed. “Sort of…” “Hey I guess you have a big story behind this please tell me …”

he said with a smirk and I remembered our deal. “So when I will see you in that nighty?” he asked again as I did not reply his previous question. “Keep quiet,” I said as I hit him on the shoulder playfully. “I have bought few tops and kurti, now let’s go and buy sarees,” she said excitedly and we went to the saree section. She was looking for sarees. “You know you look beautiful in saree,” he whispered in my ear. “Ranveer tell me which looks beautiful on me, the green one or the pink one?” we heard her voice and we looked at her to see she was there, putting both the saree on each of her shoulders.