here there but mostly everywhere

for the love of clothes

i don't know that i have experienced in full the relationship that is love/hate. but that all changed when i met the DUPATTA. the dupatta is the scarf, the shawl, the wrap, the long hanging piece of fabric that completes the entire salwar kameez outfit. presenting yourself without the dupatta draped around your neck would be like showing up for an interview without your suit pants on. the salwar kameez is the typical attire for northern indian women while in the south you see more women wearing sari's. the pants [salwar] have room for two, maybe three and are beyond comfortable. plus, you can wear them in any color of the rainbow and not look like a popsicle stick. it's cool if everyone else is doing it, right? and i quote " No respectful lady would go out in public without a Dupatta and silk drawers"...oh my.

the love: this little pieces of cloth is more than amazing in so many ways, it is versatile to the max and it comes in handy when i least expect it to. so far the dupatta has served as:

- a SCARF [duh] to cover what girls have and boys don't - it's the truth.
- a "lights out" mechanism while trying to fall asleep on the overnight train to mumbai -
- a gimmick for carrying too many figs to fit in my palms - exhibit a
- a semi-structural draping to protect my face from the sun -
- towel usage when yours is forgotten at home -
- opened up wide for use as a blanket on a cold ride with the windows down -
- protection device from bugs & grass while napping -

the uses or misuses

the hate: hate is such a stout word. when it comes down to it i suppose there is less animosity towards the dupatta than i thought. the thing is, i associate it with a scarf and a scarf keeps your neck warm in frigid weather. you should want to wear a scarf. the last place anyone wants a long piece of fabric around is their neck. especially when one is hot or tangled or fighting for freedom from a thirty lb. backpack and the dupatta has somehow wrapped itself in knots. yes, then you want to rid yourself of the thing, but alas you put it where it is supposed to be and carry on. maybe it's like someone coming to my home county and taking the laces out of the running shoes. maybe.