What are you counting on your fingers? Asked my husband seeing me engrossed in the process.
Well, just the number of invitations I have received for the Dussera kolu, I said.
By the look of it they don’t seem t be many, he said.
Yes, there are just a few, less than what I received last year, I said.
I can understand. Now a days young girls are getting less and less interested in such things, he remarked.
That reminds me, you better check the date and address before you set out , he literally warned.
I knew what he was referring to and assured him I normally don’t commit the same mistake twice. During last dushera I had walked into the wrong address since the house looked similar to that of my friend’s and not surprisingly found not a single familiar face. All the same the elderly lady was gracious enough to treat me with a cool drink which was followed by a thamboolam. I had even ventured to oblige her by singing the only half song I knew. I feel even mistakes come in pairs because I proceeded to visit another friend’s kolu and to my consternation found the main door closed. I rang the bell and my friend (who I found was not sporting her kanjivaram sari and the accessories ) let me in with a smile.
The kolu was very much in evidence but appeared incomplete with a few dolls yet to be mounted and the colourful rangoli half done. It didn’t take me long to realize the invitation was for the following Sunday !
n.meera raghavendra rao