Bindi (not Bhindi) love!

Over the years, I have hoarded bindis/sticker pottus. Every time I visit a "Fancy store", I would buy a couple of packs of bindis. It has been 41 days of lockdown and I have not had to step out of the home with an "emergency" need to buy these bindis. I still have quite a few left which will last a couple of months. So I guess hoarding on some of these has paid off. No, I am not saying this is essential or critical to living life. I am just saying that these are....never mind!

I have a huge forehead and I have worn a Bindi every day since I was a child. I feel something is missing until I sport a bindi right between my eyebrows(almost a unibrow). Never in the middle of my forehead. I think that look does not suit me too well.

My main complaint about bindis is this - If I like a particular design, they never make it again. When I find one I actually like, I would end up buying 2-3 packets of them. Also, I use the age-old trick of keeping bindis for a longer duration - stick them on walls and mirrors in the bathroom. :) Any time you visit a hotel in Southern India, I can bet you will find one sticker on the mirror. No, it was not me. I do it only at home so I can re-use it. I would never do that in a hotel. :)

Again, bindis are different for different occasions. For most kurtas that I wear, I would wear a matching colour, simple and small bindi. For Sarees, it has to be matching and bigger than the usual ones. For formal wear(yes, I cannot go without my bindi even in formals or jeans), I sport a minuscule bindi that cannot be spotted even with a Hubble telescope. Hence the need to buy so many bindis. It is as important to me as earrings are. My earring collection is another story for another day. Until then, see ya!

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