Reminiscent of the times when my seven-year old self would watch grandfather, as he expertly shredded a betel nut and gave the silvers of the nut, to my grandma, always clad in a beautiful ajrakh silk sarees, teeming with elegance. She would drape the silvers in the betel leaf, and seal it with cloves, just as gracefully as she draped her classic and timeless saree...