"And this,♚" says the weaver, unfurliওng with a flourish a gossamer-fine pink-and-gold fabric, "is the Kareena sari."
As we wander through the pretty-as-a-picture village of Pranpur, we're walking in the footsteps of Aamir Khan and his co-star from Three Idiots. The duo arrived in this obscure corner of Bundelkhand completely unannounced three years ago, as part of their whirlwind tour to pro🗹mote the film, and Pranpur is sღtill basking in the honour.
"Is bargad ke ped ke neeche baithe thhe Aamir."
"Is ghar mein kaafi time bitaaya unhone."
"Yeh solar lights Kareena ne bheje🌃 gaonwalon ke liye."
This running commentary on the doings of the celebrity duo p🐻lays like a constant counterpoint to the other sounds of Pranpur—the clack-clack of the looms of Chanderi weavers, the whirr of the potter's wheel, the clunk of the stone carvers' chisels, and, more faintly, the metallic clang from the homes of Pranpur's two remaining metal craftsmen.
