Every day, Rupa's grandmother wears a sari. Dadima wears her saris around the house and around the town. Each is brightly colored and very beautiful. Rupa asks her if she ever wears anything else but Dadima prefers to wear her traditional saris. She shares with her granddaughter all the wonderful things that saris can do—from becoming an umbrella in a rainstorm to providing a deep pouch to carry seashells collected from the beach.