Word: sari
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...sometimes Suma, 16, and Usha, 13, find their grandparents' sense of tradition onerous. The girls like to wear jeans and shorts, which Rajaram abhors. Then Meera steps in as interpreter. "I tell them, 'Your grandparents' definition of pretty is someone in a sari and not someone in short shorts. You've got to remember where your grandparents come from.'" So far, the disputes have been trivial. But trouble could erupt if the girls decide, say, to marry outside their ethnic group. Rajaram is already steeling himself for the battle--and his likely defeat. "I'll try to talk them...
...picture of Mother Teresa that I remember from my childhood is of a short, sari-wearing woman scurrying down a red gravel path between manicured lawns. She would have in tow one or two slower-footed, sari-clad young Indian nuns. We thought her a freak. Probably we'd picked up on unvoiced opinions of our Loreto nuns. We weren't quite sure what an Albanian was except that she wasn't as fully European as our Irish nuns. Or perhaps she seemed odd to us because we had never encountered a nun who wore a sari. There was only...
...government and was then unable to form a new one." In fact, says Rahman, "she's really angry and may agree only to campaign for Congress but not accept nomination for prime minister." That, of course, would allow her to serve as the party's kingmaker without muddying her sari in the rough-and-tumble of India's governance. And if she does agree to return, Congress will have had an opportunity to test public reaction to the BJP's most damaging line of attack without the outcome of an election being at stake...
...President Reagan had just given Mother Teresa the Medal of Freedom in a Rose Garden ceremony. As she left, she walked down the corridor between the Oval Office and the West Wing drive, and there she was, turning my way. What a sight: a saint in a sari coming down the White House hall. As she came nearer, I could not help it: I bowed. "Mother," I said, "I just want to touch your hand." She looked up at me--it may have been one of God's subtle jokes that his exalted child spent her life looking...
...loved, for no more than an hour. Diana helped Mother Teresa rise from her wheelchair, and the two of them emerged from a private conversation holding hands, to be greeted by squealing children in a crowd. Diana, in a cream-colored linen suit, stood over her companion, in her sari, the way Billie Burke dwarfed the Munchkins in The Wizard of Oz. They were affectionate toward each other, put their faces close to each other. Mother Teresa clasped her palms together in the Indian namaste, signifying both hello and farewell. The princess got into her silver car. And that...