the madisar, btw, for the uninitiated, is also suitable for a quickie. one does not have to undo the whole paraphernalia; all one needs to is to undo the swing between the legs, and hey presto, the lady is as free as the water we used to drink, once was
.. helped by the fact, that madisar mamis went bare naked underneath the 9 yards.
light cotton madisar, worn by my grandma was as light and comfortable for summer wear. my athai patti, made a mottai patti, while still in early teens, used to wear a white mull, the softest of all cloth i have seen, and sort of opaque, if not fully transparent. that gave an aura of sorrow and forced pain.
all in all , i think, it is the women of today who have voted against the madisar as a daily garb for married tambram women; the same as men who have thrown the panchakacham out of the window, for all practical purposes.
there is a jayakanthan short story, in vikatan, about 45 years ago. there was this writer with a block, and for months could not get even to pen a word. he was waiting at the airport, when he spots a brahmin bride/groom, directly sent off, in their wedding attire (dont ask me why they should be dressed in panch/madisar - this is a jayakanthan story). as the bride walks her tearful depart from her loved ones, the madisar on one of the legs, lifts up to reveal plump healthy calf muscles - and hey presto, our writer's block is removed, and off he goes off to create something with a handy pen and paper that he keeps with him always.
remember this story once in a while, and a 'while' here was this occassion. thought you would enjoy it nevertheless, even though i have written about it in this forum before. trusting folks to have a short memory
btw till recently, mrs K had to be addressed by first name by everyone. now she has acceded to 'aunty', but definitely, 'mami' is a no no.