Dearest Maa,
Shubho Nabo Borsho!
It’s that time of the year again there, right? The roads are echoing with the melodies of Rabindra Sangeet, the aroma of freshly cooked Hilsa teasing your palate, the giggling of girls, strolling the alleys in white sarees with red border. Is it all still the same Maa? Remember how we used to visit the fair every year during this time? The joy of a Nagordola ride still brings a smile to my face.
You must be wondering, what is it that made me so very nostalgic. Your gift arrived this morning and when I opened it, couldn't help the tears from rolling down.
The homesickness started seeping in, as I unwrapped your beautiful present. I was delighted to open it. Because what you've sent this time, it's not just a gift, it's a rush of emotions.
I went back to the time you bought me my first saree, I remembered how overjoyed I was. That pure handloom fabric, the colours, the feel, the culture of it all; that was a Dhakai Jamdani too, wasn't it? And when I unfolded your gift this time, I could touch our vibrant tradition in the weaves of the saree. It's wonderful how a fabric can mean so much to us.
Then there's the Handspun Jamdani. Every stitch, every motif, every pattern, is truly representational of the exquisite craftsmanship. I can't tell you Maa, how glad I am that I will get to wear our heritage on this special occasion.
I am really excited to drape these gorgeous Jamdani sarees, to embrace the comfort of Handloom fabric, to experience the bliss of home. Thank you Maa, thank you so much for sending me our vibrant tradition in a box.
I will remember to send you pictures as I step out flaunting the colours of our culture in these sarees.
I hope and wish and pray that this New Year brings you all kinds of joy.
Shubho Nabo Borsho my dearest.
See you soon.
With love,
Yours truly