Sunday, February 18, 2018

Everyday Sari Style – 22 Ideas to keep it fresh, fun and fuss-free (and a Gift inside!)

If you’re reading this, then chances are that you love saris. The way they look – like butterfly wings; the way they feel draped on you – soft as butter; and, what this garment brings out in you – the regal bearing of a queen. A sari does that to every woman who chooses it over a hastily put-together ensemble. It makes you special even on an ordinary day.

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It is this need to share the beauty and versatility of the sari that nudged me to craft my first sari post a couple of years ago. At that time I didn’t know that there were so many of you who loved saris or who, wanted to start wearing it more often. Every sari style post that I wrote was a way to curate all the little tips and lessons that I had garnered in my journey of going from not enjoying saris to falling head-over-heels in love with the garment.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

From a post-partum mommy to yoga teacher - the journey and the learning

Yoga has been my daily go-to practice for over three years now and it's been a kind of meditation on the mat, nourishing me on an everyday basis. I wrote this little 'essay' about what yoga means to me while studying for my Yoga Teacher's Certification, and recently dusted it out from a dormant folder to share it with all of you. 


My son was born 3.5 years ago, and the birth and what happened right after, turned my bones into mush. Well, not really. But I did feel like my bones creaked, and I had aches and pains that I had never suffered from before. Suddenly, in those two weeks after my son’s birth (the post-birth period that’s considered so sacred and crucial in a new mother’s journey), my body seemed to go from being strong and balanced to achy and weak. I now understand the reasoning behind the ancient philosophy which recommends that mothers use this post-partum time to rest and rejuvenate.

So, in spite of exercising all through my pregnancy and eating nourishing foods, the post-birth trauma left me with a physical form that felt it belonged to someone so much older. My moods went out of whack - a combination of post-birth hormones and lack of sleep. And I piled on the weight quickly because I used to be perpetually ravenous after feeding an equally ravenous baby round the clock.

I got back to going for long walks and doing a bit of post-partum yoga. But as the months rolled on, I wondered if I’d ever get back even half the stamina and strength that I had before my son was born. I understood that body shapes change and that the birth of a child changes you in more ways than one. But I also wasn’t ready to accept this much-chubbier version of myself and didn’t quite know how embrace the person I had become.


That’s when I turned to yoga. I searched for yoga classes in our area and found none. I bought yoga videos but craved for more new routines. I saw online classes, but couldn’t understand the safe foundations for the poses. I was desperate to work with a yoga teacher, but when I couldn’t fine one where we live, I decided to become one. I worked from ground up.

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