Eyes Open, Mouth Shut
Eyes are the mirror to your soul. With India steadily increasing in an upward curve of COVID-19 death rates, more...
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I am bombarded with videos of clumsy husbands in kitchens, songs of grit and prayers to the universe. The one forward...
Read moreThe Collective Creative Conciousness Cresendo In Channapatna
With Atul Johri As I sat sipping my wine on a warm sunny day at my favourite restaurant, Grasshopper Bangalore, my eyes...
Read moreThe Sacred Shade Of Indigo
What begins as a soft tune in the heart and reaches a final crescendo of tunes, notes and the symphony...
Read moreOde To The Lotus
Karimnagar Filigree Jewellery “As you make the moonlight the adornment of your bare body and rise from the depths...
Read moreThe Necklace That Touches More Than The Skin
Living for the day and holding it in my palms, is what I feel today, as I walk into the...
Read moreSong Of The Sandstone Beautifully Balanced On My Heart
Amidst the crowd of buyers and artisans at The Hundred Hands event that’s held in Bangalore, one is flooded with...
Read moreThe Art Of Zardosi
As I navigated my way through the gully of Lucknow, I knew I was walking through a slice of Mughal...
Read moreEvil Eyes That Stare At Me
The Evil Eye is synonymous with the city of Istanbul. Everywhere you go, you are surrounded with the evil eye...
Read moreLadybugs Or Ladybirds Aren’t Ladies Afterall
Ladybird beetle is no lady after all. She stinks and stings. It has the reputation of being a harlot or...
Read moreThe Magic In My Soul
The Mehfil invitation read, look no further, you will soon be transported to the lantern lit room in the little...
Read moreWood and Word
London is one of my favourite cities in the world. I seem to just blend in with the cosmopolitan vibe...
Read moreThe Wishful Waves On The Stormy Seas
Sea Shells are a reminder that nothing is permanent in the fury of the sea. The sea engulfs everything in...
Read moreDesigns of Undivided Bengal
As she walked into the train compartment, she saw the gaps in between the bogies. Mrinalini often wondered what would...
Read moreYearning’s Of A greedy heart
Love me like no other will. Behold me like no other will. In my madness give me my sanity. When...
Read moreBlue Was My Reflection
The forbidden Apple is fraught with the bad reputation of defiance. It was the union of Adam and Eve. It...
Read moreThe Warriors Of Nagaland And Their Jewellery
As I once again take familiar steps into the known terrain of the North Eastern hills of India, I realise...
Read moreCross Stitch Crossed Over
Every time I visit home which still remains Delhi because as the adage goes - once a Delhi girl always...
Read moreAmruta Dongray’s Abundance Of Amrud
I was navigating my path ahead with trepidation. I knew all along nothing about this relationship was okay. It was...
Read moreThe Opulence of Sangeeta Boochra’s Creations
Invaders since history have plundered and destroyed in a macho desire to establish their identity. And while establishing identity of...
Read moreRevival Of Leather Crafts From Calcutta
Passing by the closed leather tannery in Calcutta, my heart sinks for the closed factories and the character of the...
Read moreLove For Lac
As you travel into Rajasthan you find women wearing the traditional lac bangles. These bangles are bright coloured designs that...
Read moreMuffled Cries From The Memories Of My Maangpatta
The Rajasthan Fort Festival held in Meherangarh Fort every winter is a treat for music enthusiasts. There is a line...
Read moreOrnate Combs And More….
My late grandmother who I lovingly called Dida, had thick long hair even at the age of 88. She combed...
Read moreDevi Also The Diva
The sharp cries of a woman from her window in Delhi’s tony locality of Lodhi Road, never left my mind....
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