My Little White Dress
We don’t remember what we usually did as little babies, but yes most us would have been gift-wrapped in white linen and handed over to our mothers. Pretty, petite and beautiful that white that signifies purity and elegance. Girls we are and will be, for white is our sign. Mommy usually made me wear the white frock to church. I scanned through my christening and communion photographs with the white dress put on. I always dreamt of the little white dress, very rare and worn at occasions that came once in our lives. And once upon a time in history, the white dress remains untouched. There are times I felt I could have the privilege and honor for once to porte les vetements blanche (to wear the white dress). Faintly knowing that the desire and eagerness of purity vanishes when the wait is long. Although patience takes care of it, the symbol of white is lost somewhere. Just like thoughts get corrupted, so does the white dress, which no fabric was can save, but remains virgin till the da...