Saturday, 4 March 2017

The Glass Bangles (Edited)


The glass bangles
Jingling and calling
They look so pretty in red,
Blue and green. 

I wish I had
A dozen each 
To match every attire
And every ensemble I own.

The pretty glass bangles:
A reason to
Bathe and dress
Promptly on a holiday.

I wait and I wait
Eagerly looking out
For the aunty with 
Bangles in a basket.

The aunty shows up,
A hamper on her head 
With colourful bangles
Jingling and calling

The glass bangles
I kept clinking 
And showcased
To all who would envy.

Those dainty glass bangles
In all the beautiful shades
Make me wish
I was nine again!

13 comments:

  1. Reminded me of the Mysore Exhibition. Where there are stalls of bangles... all surrounded by pretty girls.. the happy sounds of bangles tinkling and of laughter.. :)

    Beautiful Appu! It brought back memories of jasmine fragrance, the falling dusk... the jingle of bangles and the lilting giggles of girls :)

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    1. Thank you Pixie... I kept reminiscing my past.

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  2. Beautiful and nostalgic :) There don't seem to be shops that sell glass bangles anymore. We have to wait for the ulsavam to start if we need to buy glass bangles.

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    1. Thank you...I know even I miss those glass bangles.

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  3. Whenever my wife bought sarees, she will immediately take them to bangle shop to buy matching bangles. Your post brought back those fond memories. Keep those old bangles. S will love to use them soon.

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    1. Glad I brought back fond memories.

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  4. I lovee the jingle of glass bangles too!

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    1. Thank you. I think the jingle of the glass bangles is the best.

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  5. This is Mihir speaking. I think this is absolutely aawweessoommee!!!!!!!!!

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  6. Dearest, your lines remind me of your eager waiting and watching. It also brought back memories of our lovely holidays at Ammamma's place :)

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  7. brims over with nostalgia.. of the times when I loved bangles, wearing more than a dozen at a time on each hand when I started play school, to the time when the teacher made fun of the jiggles on my arm, to when I stopped wearing them, for the craze to restart at Choodi bazar at Charminar years later on a college trip, and off and on phases of wearing bangles.. or not wearing them, but always having a dozen or more ready at hand if in case..

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