The beauty of a simple Indian Suit

Today I decided to wear a Suit after many days.

After our class, Laylo asked if it was an Indian dress and said it was beautiful. I was a little late for my Korean class, when I entered the classroom our teacher asked if it is an Indian dress and when I said yes she was really amazed. She said in Korean that it was beautiful and I was looking pretty.

It felt so good when she praised. But a strange thing was I was wearing just a simple suit and nothing special. Sometimes when I do wear Suit, many people find it really beautiful and thats good to know.
Even when I wore Suit for the first time in Korea Aizhan Appa thought it was really beautiful but none of us had brought a saree since we don't know to wear it. She said she really likes it and thinks its really beautiful.

I really like the fact that a lot of people I meet knows so much about India, like something or the other about our country. Its really a feeling of Pride and joy for me when so many of my friends actually wish to visit someday when they can. And yes I would love to host them if any of them do visit India someday.

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