
the most common shroud through which ladies here meet the world is a lovely clear-sky blue. a few white ones break the blue monopoly, but i have seen very few black - or any other colour for that matter - burqas used. then, last week, when walking in the bazaar in mazar i saw a row of darkgreen, black, & (shock!) bright orange shrouds!

what a brilliant way of revolting against the system while still complying with the cultural norm: the whole impersonalising role of the burqa where ladies are grouped into an anonymous mass could be challenged by the bright orange that would stand out like a flashing light on a dark street.
i would love to see an orange burqa walking around!
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