What It Took To Be An Anarkali...??

Theme Party : Salim - Anarkali Date : 15 April 2010

I got an invitation few days before on a theme party. I had to dress up like Anarkali, and my husband had to be Salim….listening this, I was quite confused as I had never attended any such party before…but liked the concept…
Today I will list all the necessities of Anarkali......What took me to be an Anarkali…?...

Can you tell whom we think when the word Anarakali is called? Madhubala…right? We think of her dress, her accessories, her style, her dance, and the famous song….Jab Pyaar kiya toh darna kya….

=The first thing I selected was an Anarkali dress, which I had in my wardrobe. But there was still a long way to look like her.

=Next was choosing my Salim’s outfit….It was not that tough though. I finalized his Sherwani and dupatta… which he agreed on wearing….

=What more needed?…….I looked at myself…My nails were without colour....To tell you all, I hardly use nail paint…coz of which all the colours I had bought 4yrs ago during my marriage, got dried. So had to borrow it from MIL. But the colours she had, were not of my taste. All were too dark. But I tried to settle with the maroon colour (no choice). Applied it on my nails. That night when I went to chemist, I noticed that everyone was staring at my dark coloured nails…I was so embarrassed that immediately I bought a light one and made up my nails with that.

= As I changed my dress, I thought of wearing chunni over my head….pierced it with pins unheartedly….(sry dear chunni)

= My forehead was bare, so thought of putting ‘Maang Tika’….. But I dint have it, so I made it through my necklace……My ankels were done by the beautiful anklets… Wore antique bangels..

= The missing factor was ‘Jutis’… I dint have the matching Jutis…so had to wear sandals only

In all this process, one question came in my mind. While going out I always take one napkin for Neil… looking at the cotton napkin…. thought Were in those days, napkins were made of Resham (silk)?

Now the Anarkali was so much inside me that while entering in the party also, instead of waving Hi…I did Adab to everyone…..for the whole party we addressed each one with Anarkali’s and Salim’s name…had fun dacing on the song of Mughal-e-Azam..

At the end we got the gift of the best dressed couple.....my mehnat paid off.....

I felt like I was in that old era and trust me …For the period of 2-3 hrs we enjoyed being Salim and Anarkali...........................Dress changes one’s attitude…I realized it that day…....…