“The newborn baby will be dressed up in tradition”, Armaan said as he held up his father’s shirt to the tailor. “I want at least two pairs to be made from this fabric. The rest can be fancy stuff as per latest trends.”
The expression in the expectant mother’s eyes was changing, as she recalled the horror of her husband and father-in-law’s gory crimes.
On D-day, the baby was dressed in red velvet, taken from the temple she visited frequently after being beaten up. Her daughter was dressed in tradition, to be a goddess one day, not a replica of ancestral monstrosities.
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Thank you, Lisa!
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Oh, the decisions new parents have to make, whether to keep the traditions of the past or to forge ahead building and improving upon the past.
Nicely done SSS.
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Thank you, Pat!
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A new tradition, and a good one.
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Thank you, Mimi!
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the natural order
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That was a powerful piece, Reena. It’s okay to keep the traditions, it’s the people who have to change.
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Thank you, Len!
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At what cost do we uphold tradition?
Thought provoking Six, Reena
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One should really want to carry forward traditions. Some are best left behind.
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Totally agree with you.
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Do the clothes maketh the man/woman or can we change how people see (and therefore, relate to) them.
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Beliefs overpower logic.
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I am one of those guys who love velvet and velour. Good job on this. very “seeable.”
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Thank you, UP!
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Soul stirring, powerful piece, Ma’am. 🙂
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