
You don’t see the beauty in things around you-
After leaving my country, I realized this was true..
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Growing up, I was drawn to western sensibilities
In clothing-muted colors, structured silhouettes and simplicity
Of western design were what I admired
To dress along those lines was what I desired
I ignored traditional Indian fabrics in brilliant hues
Ornate Indian outfits I was reluctant to choose
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In my new life, black made an appearance prominent
To look polished, poised and slim was my intent
As my wardrobe morphed into solid monochromes,
I began to miss the diversity of clothing from home
I tried to incorporate Indian elements in my sartorial repertoire
But the fabrics from India was hard to acquire
And shape in to something I could wear everyday
To fuse both elements, I wondered if there was a way
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Lately I have been overjoyed to find
Many designers are now trying to combine
The splendor of Indian craftsmanship with the elegance of western attire
I can buy such outfits to fulfill my desire
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When I wear a cocktail dress out of fabric that was woven
By the weavers of Benaras, I know I have chosen
The best way to express who I represent
I am an amalgamation of Indian and American elements
