There are many of us who compare the act of getting into a sari to a GOT-type battle (forget playing basketball in it like Kajol here). It's an exhausting, sweaty, (sometimes bloody if you're not careful with that safety pin) and emotional journey. And this is only the beginning of your troubles. The end result, though stunning, is still a fretful experience.
Here are a few thoughts that cross the minds of all saree novices while grappling with the nine yards.
'Bladder, go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep.'
'Are these stairs? Were these stairs? They sure look like Mt Everest right now!'
'How many safety pins are enough safety pins?'
'Bless whoever invented pants. And salwars. And shorts. And harem pants...'
'Should I sit down cross-legged? Will I look like an omelette?'
'Nope, shouldn't have given the abs work-out a miss!'
'How many decades before I can get out of this?'
*Then looks into the mirror* Baby doll main sone di, yay!
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