Sarees

When Kokum’s friend went through cancer surgeries and chemo treatments, she bought a tablecloth stamped with patterns and flowers. They had people embroider while they visited even if all they could do was bring the needle up and go back down. Kokum spent lots of time doing this with her and talking. She is no more in this world now but ever since her death, that tablecloth is used for special friends gatherings.

It is wonderful to see who all worked on it and signed it. She becomes a part of all Kokum’s celebrations. Kokum found a way to keep her always there with herself.

The thought of someone now feels like first rays of warm sunshine felt on bare skin after a snowy winter: enlivening, emboldening, enlightening to her.

Kokum now feels she has a better understanding of herself and of the world. She has met someone who guides her closer to her purpose, who supports her in her endeavours.

Kokum is all Red and she is sure it is ‘Lal Ishq’

Kokum loves October. She loves it when the air gets just slightly cool and she needs a light jacket, especially in the evenings. Kokum loves the colors. The reds, yellows, and oranges. The falling leaves. Kokum closed her eyes and feet the crisp air against her rosy cheeks.

Along came a bright, soft flower of Shiuli.. Yes! The best thing about October!!

Kokum loves walking in the rain. She finds it a gift to go outside during the first hard rain after a long dry spell in the summer completely unprotested, no umbrella, no raincoat.

Kokum loves the smell of fresh rain on dirt and grass, She enjoys the sound and feel of water and enjoys the peaceful sound of the raindrops over her face.

For Kokum, rain is life.