Which turned out to be a traditional valaikapu instead. Of course, I had to wear a shocking red, body hugging top paired up with tied jeans. I was the only odd ball present among the ladies. I found solace with the men. May be it was the age thing (or confidence (??), I did not feel awkward one bit nor did I feel out place not did I explain myself to anybody.
Heck, I even participated in the blessings ceremony of the mother to be.
How is that!