The Tailor and Diwali

The festival Diwali is one of the biggest festivals of the year in India. It is a time where everyone goes out and buys new clothes. This is also the time that SJPDer’s are preparing to depart on our month long journey across India. I being the procrastinator that I am had yet to buy a sari and had to run out at the last minute to find one. I found one! However it wasn’t until I had to take it to the tailor that the real adventure began. Jericho and Devaney were with me and they had also purchased saris. Also we had to have them tailored that night because we were leaving the next day on our trip. So we are on a side street near Commercial Street and we walk in to this haven of tailoring, with every shop owner calling our name and trying to get the three white girls attention. We were finally grabbed by one and dragged up the stair to the second floor where it was even more overwhelming. There were sewing machines every 3 feet all working at full speed to get everyone’s outfits done. When we finally got to the appropriate cubical the tailor took our saris and first measured Dev then me then Jericho. I am glad the other two were there because when it came to saris I was clueless so Dev helped and told them I needed an under skirt thing and kind of took charge. So after our measurements they told us they would all be ready in 2 hours. So as planned we left and went to Hard Rock Café to eat dinner with the rest of our group. When we came back however they were still not done and we ended up sitting in the hallway of this crowded and narrow hallway while they finished. Dev started getting frustrated and Jericho and I started playing with the scraps of fabric that was coating the floors. In the end after finishing and then refinishing Dev’s sari 3 times we had are saris and left for home. To say the least I thank the Lord that I am not a tailor in India during Diwali.

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