By Aisha Waris
SPOTTED: Some tired husbands looking helplessly around while women are running here, there and everywhere, with their eyes popped out, tongues sticked out, oohing and aahing over what? LAWN?! Oh gosh!
Yep, that’s true. As soon as the temperature dropped (or maybe not), billboards went up. Lawn exhibitions everywhere. Countless trips to that famous *point* at do-talwar and sea view.
It was believed that lawn was the material which everybody could afford. Now it seems more like the material for the elites. Some buy it, just because it’s *oh so designer-ish*, some buy it just to wear it once and then pass it on to their maids as hand-me -downs which is loathed by most women. Some wait for the copies or as we civilized people call it *a replica*. In other words it’s just a copy. Accept it ladies!
Then there was a concept of two piece and three piece. Now it seems more like several pieces suit. Beautifully wrapped, handed out in glossy bags. When one do the honors of opening it up, with a huge grin, the real examination begins then. You have to figure out how to get these strips of cloth stitched. How? How? How? One who uses creativity is looked at with respect, while others…..BRING ON THE MAGAZINE!
Moreover, models who have accepted defeat in the cruel world of modeling bring out their own lawns or even shoes for that purpose. A new way of using name and of course earning money. After all it’s all about Money, money and money!
While the craze continues, some lawn walas get the parosi film stars and our extremely obsessed awaam with neighbors goes wilder and HEY, GUESS WHAT??? Another trip to heaven and pockets and purses going lighter. As Sophie Kinsella (author of confessions of a shopaholic) puts it, people have magic cards too. One swipe and all that ..err …lawn belongs to you.
Ok, so women are done with their lawn shopping, now comes the most dangerous part. The matter of life and death. Visit to the most important person in every woman’s life. A tailor. Now it all depends on him whether he’ll stitch it nicely and just too amazing and also give it on time because I so don’t want my BFF wearing it first. To make matters worse, she has the same print and the same tailor! If you lose, girls will turn their heads in your direction and exclaim, “oh so isn’t this the same one “s” was wearing that day?”
Ooh did we see someone’s smile falter??
So, my own sister is crazy about these lawns. She lives in Dubai and of course one has to show it to their friends from Pakistan that they have got the latest stuff. And competition begins there too. During her last visit which was last week, she bought a number of lawns. Even after that she was disappointed, as the next day another exhibition was going to kick off and she was leaving. Oh dear!
P.S: Don’t you think this lawn madness works as a lawn mower on men and the rest of the sanity?