Updated On: 10 October, 2021 07:12 AM IST | Mumbai | Paromita Vohra
A nada incident. Yaniki, I realised that the nada of my petticoat had slid far back into its casing, aka nefa, beyond the reach of my fingers.

Illustration/Uday Mohite
On Thursday, after a long time, I had a nada incident. You know the one I mean, na?
I had been working madly for weeks, towards an event (a conference on pleasure) and finally it was the morning of the opening, I was rushing to put on my saree when it happened.