Iruway Should Be On the Runway
Grass is always greener on the other side and in some cases, it is greener and dreamier by your side....
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The 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...
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Ode To The Lotus
Karimnagar Filigree Jewellery “As you make the moonlight the adornment of your bare body and rise from the depths...
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The 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...
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Song 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...
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The Art Of Zardosi
As I navigated my way through the gully of Lucknow, I knew I was walking through a slice of Mughal...
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Evil 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...
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Ladybugs 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...
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Wood and Word
London is one of my favourite cities in the world. I seem to just blend in with the cosmopolitan vibe...
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Yearning’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...
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Blue Was My Reflection
The forbidden Apple is fraught with the bad reputation of defiance. It was the union of Adam and Eve. It...
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The 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...
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Amruta 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...
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A Classic Called The Angarakha
When you feel vulnerable and think that you may lose your soul to this crazy thing called life. You protect...
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Desires Cut Into The Fabric Of Love
My love for good things began very early on. To the utter horror of my middle-class parents, they were worried...
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No Chains Can Chain Me No Cage Can Capture Me
I just switched off the pause button inside my head. The unbridled thoughts of years came gushing out like river that been...
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Ornate Combs And More….
My late grandmother who I lovingly called Dida, had thick long hair even at the age of 88. She combed...
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Memories Of My Minaudière
Emancipation began during the 1900 AD when the Industrial Revolution took place. Shifting the attitude towards women and the dressing...
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