What is "saris"

Usage examples of "saris".

And sometimes Koli women, their hands stinking of pomfret guts and crabmeat, jostle arrogantly to the head of a Colaba bus‑queue, with their crimson (or purple) saris hitched brazenly up between their legs, and a smarting glint of old defeats and dispossessions in their bulging and somewhat fishy eyes.

She had discovered Saris in her youth, when she was still working on her parents' farm.

It was Saris who had granted her the courage to confront her parents, and to demand a situation that would give outlet to her innate talent.

Had she listened closely, she would have heard nothing unusual, for Saris no longer couched her words in cadences the fleshborn might hear.

She didn't know enough about Andrys' demonic ally to predict what he would do, but the goddess Saris had promised to protect her in that arena.

In the morning it had rained, which was an event so fortuitous that she whispered a quick thanksgiving to Saris, just in case the goddess had been responsible for it.

But think about it, Saris: surely our mother did more than spawn a few random demons when she conceived us.

Remembered glimpses of Mahalaxmi Racecourse cantered in her head as she pushed aside saris and petticoats.

Sit, sit, let some fat rich Parsee film‑producer give you charity, never mind that your wife wears paste jewels and no new saris for two years.

How many intellectual lily‑livered Daccans hid behind women's saris and had to be yanked into the streets?

Now as eight eyes stared into eight, saris were unwound and placed, neatly folded, on the ground.

Daily visits from Koli women with their saris hitched up between their legs.

They were basically one-piece outfits, kind of like Indian saris, but they were made of some very thin, ultra-light material that conformed well to the body's shape and were tied off at the waist to bring it into shape there.

A civilization great enough to build maybe forty-story buildings, crazy as they looked, with electricity, indoor plumbing, and all the comforts of home, yet one that still used the horse and wagon as a primary means of getting around, with no buses, cars, trains, or anything else, and maybe no TV or even radio, and where swords, spears, and armor were still the rule, and who had a city of half a million people with mostly dirt streets where the women dressed in robes and saris and scarves on their heads and the men dressed like Shakespeare or Robin Hood.

Even if one of them robes or dresses or saris covers my body my butterfly eyes and permanent jewelry mark me.