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The ancient wisdom of minimalism
On a recent trip home, I found my parents’ wedding album tucked deep inside one of the desk drawers. In the photos, I noticed my father’s black blazer and blue & red tie - the same attire he wore when he graduated from Imperial College and later, at my sister’s wedding. My mother’s standing next to him; her cheeks pink from excitement and the little rouge she applied herself that morning; the loose end of her golden yellow silk sari with a thick zari border gently draped over her head.