The reason for envying men goes back to several decades when I participated in a public speaking contest and to my surprise as well as those of my fellow participants, won the first prize! The topic was not of my choosing because we were asked to pick up one folded slip from the lots that were cast. I chuckled when I read what was written there, as I least expected to talk on something I detested. All the same I spoke spontaneously from my heart non stop as I realized there was no dearth of either ideas or content which came naturally to me, perhaps the reason was, I had always harboured a kind of envy towards men who looked really smart in the clothes they wore! They had the right fit and shape, I mean their clothes. The secret was not too far to find, it lay in the maker of these clothes, the sartor, to be precise.
By now you would have guessed the reason for my envy towards the opposite species who can just pick up ready mades off the shelf, both formal and informal ware, Tee shirts in particular and adorn them immediately and walk away paying the bill heading to wherever they wish. I am afraid as a woman, I am not able to do so unless I make a paradigm shift in my style statement! Though I am living in this southern city for more than four decades I am yet to locate a shop which specializes in blouses that would fit ME to a T or a Tailor who can make them.
n.meera raghavendra rao