An inseparable part of growing up was to listen to the elders lamenting about all the good things that are lost forever from the land of Bengal. Grandmothers would tell tales of saris made of muslin, which would pass through a ring; a yard of the finest cloth that would fit inside a matchbox - The Muslin

The government should provide financial assistance to researchers and weavers of muslin to revive the lost glory of the fine cotton