A hundred word story... Believe me... it was tough! Meenakshi was a would-be mother- in - law…She was in Chennai Silks, selecting a saree for her son’s bride. Meenakshi looked at her son and Bhumika, her son’s bride. The two seemed to have forgotten the world around them. Bhumika was holding a parrot green saree against herself and looking at her son coquettishly. Looking smitten, he mumbled that she’d look ravishing in it. With a blush the girl told the salesgirl to pack it. As they moved ahead towards the counter, Meenakshi thrust a copper-sulphate saree at the salesgirl. 'Not the parrot green,' she said, 'Pack this!'