Excited and curious, I went to see Kanta. There she was, dressed in a stunning red saree, adorned with beautiful ornaments, and surrounded by a group of people. I noticed a particularly eye-catching craft among the crowd - a green parrot with a red beak, lovingly made by herself. The craft's intricate design and precision left me utterly amazed.
I patiently waited for my turn to see the crafts up close, but we were only allowed to observe from a distance as children. However, the people around Kanta couldn't stop praising her talent for crafting, and I was eager to see more of her creations.
Kanta's mother-in-law approached me and kindly handed me a few crafts made by Kanta to give to my mother. As I represented my mother, I felt a sense of pride and honor in being chosen for this task. Later, another woman presented a large, handcrafted wooden box filled with Kanta's beautiful creations. The women gathered around, filled with joy, as they admired each craft.
Kanta's creativity quickly spread throughout the village and surrounding towns, making her the talk of the region. As kids, we couldn't touch or feel the crafts, but captivated by her appearance, conversations, and incredible craft-making skills.
I learned from my mother that it was a tradition for young girls in the village to learn and make crafts for their marriage in the future. Families sought brides with such talents, ensuring raising girls with these invaluable skills./p>
I was in awe, wondering how these women became skilled in crafting such masterpieces. However, as I grew, studies and other responsibilities took over, and I didn't pursue such traditions myself.
Years later, when I got married, many families from the villages gifted me beautifully handcrafted items. Prepared for My Marriage craft box was shown to the villagers and relatives, and everyone marveled at the artistry within. However, I couldn't reveal that Kanta made some of those crafts.
Sadly, the tradition of learning and making crafts for marriages faded. Plastic and machine-made products replaced heartfelt creations, and the once cherished atmosphere of love and affection towards the brides began to diminish.
As I looked back on those memories of Kanta and her wonderful crafts, I felt a pang of nostalgia. I realized the value of these meaningful traditions and the importance of preserving them. We, gulluupack.com, bring back that touch of heart and craft to utilize our free time in productive endeavors that create beauty for ourselves and our surroundings.
I carried the memories of Kanta and her masterful crafts in my heart. I hoped that creativity, love, and affection traditions would be revived someday, reminding people of the joy of crafting something with our hands and sharing it with others. I wish future generations to experience the magic that once made our village come alive with the spirit of crafting and love.
