Your slender,
freshly manicured handsÂ
must pin the tailored blouse,
in front of your tightly pulled up bosoms.Â
You must be certainÂ
that the necklineÂ
and the backline of your blouse
doesn바카라™t reveal the pretentions
of your carefully curated image;
not a line of your breasts,Â
not a line of your backÂ
must be seen;
for when in sightÂ
they shall dareÂ
to tell onÂ
your carnal debase. Â
The length of your petticoat is a matter of great importance.Â
It shouldn바카라™t rise too high up above the ground;
but keep in mind,Â
that it should be high enoughÂ
to cover the vulgarityÂ
of your pierced belly button.Â
You must now reach for your crisply ironed Benarasi silk saree.
Beware of any crease,Â
for they revealÂ
the uncouthness lurking behind all your finery.
Your slender hand must now drapeÂ
a six-yard long traditional tale,Â
around the length of your curved waist.Â
You tuck one end in the left,
wrap the cloth once around your waist,Â
and then gracefully tuck it in the right, as well.
You stand in front of the mirrorÂ
semi-clothed,
revealing your waistÂ
in its half-moon grace.Â
Your hands must now be engaged
in gently weaving your saree in pleats.
You make a WÂ
and then insert your index finger to keep it in place;Â
you tug along the length of your saree,Â
tug it downÂ
from the length of your belly button,Â
to the floor,
and finally
drape the pallu over your left shoulder,Â
and daintily pin it into place.Â
Now you walk alongÂ
to check your mobility,Â
after having been wrapped inÂ
six-yards of a maze.Â
You twirl in front of the mirror,Â
to check for the extra skin revealing your disgrace.Â
You pick up your earringsÂ
from the mirror standÂ
and wear them in your ears with care.Â
Tread carefully woman,
you must be the personificationÂ
of the ideal Indian woman바카라™s grace.Â