Misry watched her mother admiringly. The young woman looked so fresh and beautiful after the bath. The little girl was standing beside the dressing table as Madhavi wiped her wet hair with the towel.
“Misry, What are you looking at Sona?” Madhavi asked.
“Ma, you have such a long hair. When will my hair grow long?” MIsry replied looking at her piggy tail in the mirror.
“You got to take care of it sweetheart. Brush, put oil and keep them clean. Then you will see you have long hairs just like me.” Madhavi replied.
“But it hurts when I brush, Ma.” Misry complained.
“Hmm I know. But you got to take pain for gains dear.” Madhavi advised.
Madhavi brushed her wet hair. Drops of water fell off her hair on the floor. Few drops fell on Misry’s face too. She tried to lick it. Then she watched Madhavi make a small vermillion dot on her forehead with a small silver pin jewelry and put a small amount of vermilion on her head partition too.
“Ma, why do you do that every day?” She asked innocently.
“Because Hindu married women do this. It is our ritual. When you get married you will do it too for your husband.” Madhavi replied.
“I don’t want to get married, Ma” pat came the answer.
“Why not sweetheart? Every girl has to marry one day.” Madhavi reasoned.
“I wouldn’t. I don’t want to leave you and Daddy.” Misry replied.
“But wedding is a great experience in a woman’s life. She gets lots of new sarees, jewelries, gifts, and many more things on her wedding.” Madhavi explained.
“And what else?” This had aroused Misry’s interest.
“She is dressed up like a princess with a lovely red Banarasi saree with a broad zari border. Her hair is done in a bun with lots of pearl pins. She wears golden tiara, a nose chain, bangles, necklace set too. Her feet and palms are designed with Alta. She puts on a red dupatta and a white crown on her head to complete her bridal makeup. She looks the prettiest thing that day and everyone keeps looking at her.”
“Were you also dressed like that for your wedding too?”
“Yes dear. And I looked very gorgeous that day. Your daddy could not take his eyes off me. People said that I looked like Ma Lakshmi Devi.”
“Ma, will I also dress up like that on my wedding day?”She was curious to know.
“Of course my darling! Even better than that.”
“Fine, I will marry then.” She disclosed. Then thinking a little asked, “But who will I marry, Ma?”
“We will choose the boy for you, Okay?”
“Fine. But I will check on him first.” She was little doubtful.
“Why? What you want to check?” Madhavi asked.
“What if he doesn’t know climbing trees and swimming in the river. Our team will be a loser team then!” She was very concerned.
Madhavi smiled and said,”Oh! We will find an all rounder boy then. And you will make the best team ever.”
Misry went out of the room thinking about her wedding.
Later in the evening.
Misry put on her half saree, applied vermilion on her forehead and head partition, put on the lipstick and blusher. Then she took out her imitation jewelry set and put it on. It had a tiara, nose chain, necklace set, bangles and anklet. She did some designs on her feet and palms with the Alta. Then she put on a red dupatta on her head and sat down in the middle of their bed.
By the time she finished the room was a mess. When Madhavi came in she was surprised to find the floor smeared with the Alta and talcum powder, her makeup kit disarranged and her dressing table a mess. But when she looked at her daughter, her heart melt.
“Ma, Ami Bau. Do I look like Ma Lakshmi Devi?”Misry asked innocently.
“Yes my sweetheart. You look more than that, My Durga Ma. Wait I will call Daddy”.
When Anurag came in the room he was speechless. His little daughter had taken so much effort to dress like a bride. He took out the camera and clicked her pictures.
Madhavi hugged her daughter and whispered, “When will you GROW UP MESSY!”
Banarasi saree- A variety of silk saree from Baneras
zari work– an intricate art of weaving threads made of fine gold or silver
Alta – is a red dye which women in India (specially Rajput, Bengali and Oriya women in Eastern India) or Bangladesh apply with cotton on the border of their feet during marriages and religious festivals.
Dupatta – a long piece of cloth worn around the head, neck, and shoulders by women in India
Ma Lakshmi Devi- The goddess of wealth and prosperity
Ami Bau – I am bride
This is #day9 of the AtoZblogging Challenge throughout April.
26 stories in 26 days. I am attempting very very short stories series with GROW UP MESSY – The sweet sour story of a 5 year old girl. Follow my blog for the next story of Messy.
You can read the other post in the series here