Kittu on Gudi Padva
Today is Gudi Padva. There was a special program in our society. All of us, means kids, were asked to dress up like our parents. I was very happy. Mommy Papa had purchased a green saree for me. There was a blouse too. Mommy too had a green saree. Secretly, we two had tried our sarees on us yesterday and we kept on laughing. Mother said I was looking just like her when she was small.
Today when we reached the venue, we saw many other couples – mother-daughter or father-son, all in matching dresses. Boys had a clear disadvantage. Since their fathers would not wear half-pants and half-shirts, the boys had dressed in full pants and full shirts and were looking like chubby old men. One of them had come in traditional attire – but the boy’s dhoti was getting stuck in his feet and he was irritated and troubled. He was removing his topi and was envyingly looking at other boys who were in much comfortable clothes. Anyways, there I was along with my mother – both of us in green sarees. We had also put flowers in our hair. Of course the same white flowers. Suddenly, Milli arrived along with her mother. Seeing her, everyone stopped and watched them. Her mother always wore Western attire and never a saree or a salwar kurta. Many times she wore very colourful dresses. In fact all of us girls were envious of aunty for her dresses. Aunty looked very pretty in those dresses. Some times she wore frocks, just like us. Today aunty and Milli both had come wearing similar dresses – frocks – and both were looking like kids! They were odd men (women) out.
Today, I didn’t feel envious of aunty. I was happy with my mommy who wears a saree. Mommy also looks very nice in a saree. Aunty looks like a girl in her dresses. But today when all of us were dressed like our mothers, I realised that aunty was dressed like her daughter. And she was dressed like her daughter not only today but always. If mothers would start behaving like children, whom will we children look up to when we grow up? That is not fair!
Today when we reached the venue, we saw many other couples – mother-daughter or father-son, all in matching dresses. Boys had a clear disadvantage. Since their fathers would not wear half-pants and half-shirts, the boys had dressed in full pants and full shirts and were looking like chubby old men. One of them had come in traditional attire – but the boy’s dhoti was getting stuck in his feet and he was irritated and troubled. He was removing his topi and was envyingly looking at other boys who were in much comfortable clothes. Anyways, there I was along with my mother – both of us in green sarees. We had also put flowers in our hair. Of course the same white flowers. Suddenly, Milli arrived along with her mother. Seeing her, everyone stopped and watched them. Her mother always wore Western attire and never a saree or a salwar kurta. Many times she wore very colourful dresses. In fact all of us girls were envious of aunty for her dresses. Aunty looked very pretty in those dresses. Some times she wore frocks, just like us. Today aunty and Milli both had come wearing similar dresses – frocks – and both were looking like kids! They were odd men (women) out.
Today, I didn’t feel envious of aunty. I was happy with my mommy who wears a saree. Mommy also looks very nice in a saree. Aunty looks like a girl in her dresses. But today when all of us were dressed like our mothers, I realised that aunty was dressed like her daughter. And she was dressed like her daughter not only today but always. If mothers would start behaving like children, whom will we children look up to when we grow up? That is not fair!
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