There was a time when I thought

Being traditional was not

Compatible with a progressive mind

Since my worldview was more aligned

With liberalism, I wanted to explore

Everything new, I hungered for more

Experiences to understand the world around me

My culture was relegated to dormant history..


Reinventing myself as I went on my way

Broadening my vistas every day

Breaking barriers passed down by tradition

I pushed boundaries to realize my ambition

Felt restless, unmoored despite it all

My original self I could not recall..


One day I received an invitation online

To join a group celebrating that garment fine

The traditional saree- a timeless attire

I joined the group, and felt a strong desire

To drape six yards of elegance around my frame

After that, things were just not the same..


The saree was the proverbial portal for me

Making me embark on a journey

Back in time, back to the cultural abundance

That I had abandoned in my ignorance

I reconnected with stories, music, dance and art

Of my culture, they are but an inalienable part

Of who I am, they represent where my roots still lie

The roots that undeniably gave me my wings to fly…

Published by iheart11

A 30-something year old woman, physician by profession, fiercely passionate about work, family, travel and fashion..

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