sari...

wore a sari today… felt like I was wrapping myself in tradition… cocooning myself in all that I remembered as I was growing up…
as I wore my little south Indian jhumkis and glanced at myself in the mirror, I saw a hint of my mother… I saw the way she wore a sari every Saturday afternoon… the day dad came home for lunch from office… saw me sitting near her… 9 years old... watching in awe and wishing that someday I look as graceful as she did… so as I saw myself today, I closed my eyes…
wishes can and do come true…
they just take a while…
they just take some remembering…
they just take recognizing…