Monday, September 10, 2012

For the love of my Child

When I was a kid, I had a fetish for all waste material because I always thought there's way from Rags to Riches. My brother always saw in me a garbo ( read rag picker). Well, I should say old habits die hard. I still love creating things out of waste , no matter how I am seen now as well.

I was feeding my two year old daughter from her favourite platter, Dora and Friends when she suddenly jumped out of her seat and blurted 'Dora's hairband,Mom". I said in affirmation as I hurried making a challenging attempt at feeding her another bite sized piece.

My daughter is fond of Dora and her accessories. This time her eyes were stuck on Dora's purple pink hairband. Seeing the spark in my daughter's eyes made my heart melt. She gave me a food for thought.
I went into flashback when my Granny and Mom would try hard to make my wishes come true. Well, I wanted to appease my daughter too. Not that she had asked for anything, but I wanted to make a hairband for her ,myself ( read as most important).

Ragpicker ( as my brother would say) in me woke up and started gathering all the waste I could. Yes ,I had few scraps of Hank and memories of how my Grandmother would crochet beautiful patterns in all her time.

Well , I decided ,I need to self crochet a headband for my doll. The true inspiration behind all my work is my Granny ( Late Smt. Harbans Kohli), who is not with me now but certainly a driving force in life and my Mom's Aunt (Santosh Chadha) who is the reason behind all perseverance in taking up a tedious and mundane task as my husband would say.

Some of you might say this is foolish but I would say, this is for the love of my Doll.

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