Mustard Seeds And Mustard Seams
It was on this rushed evening on a bright yellow sunny day that I stumbled upon Shilpi Yadhav’s Kharakapas brand...
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 moreSexy In Sequins
It was a hot summer noon in Delhi and we decided to meet over coffee. As I walked into the...
Read moreThe New Snob In The Block Called Khadi
When a bright brick red bustier hangs from the mighty colossal hangers of vanity, you are confused what to feed...
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 moreA Contemporary Batik Art On My Traditional Saree
As I draped the grey, charcoal saree over my body, I felt the mixed sensuous fabric of soft linen, cotton...
Read moreManipur’s Mighty Weaves
As I tie my Manipuri sarong over my waist, I was transported to the calm Loktak Lake where the ripples...
Read moreThe Entwined Twins Of Kota At The Weave Anthologies
The May summer has the brightest sun pouring into every nook and corner of my room. The leaves look parched...
Read moreThe Voice Of The Workforce
Today is World Workers Day. The Labour Force Union Movement was recognised. The 5 day work was given to them...
Read moreउमस भरी दोपहरी में सुंदर, सादे, सूती बगरु की ठंडक !
राजस्थान की भूमि मुपानी ग़ल वास्तुकला और हिंदू राजपूत संवेदनाओं का एक संयोजन है।वहाँ की शुष्क एवम् बंजर ज़मीन में...
Read moreThe Bountiful Bagru Prints On A Summer Noon
Mughal architecture with a fusion of the Hindu Rajput sensibilities is what the land of Rajasthan is all about. In...
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 moreSaris Folded With An Unheard Prayer
As I entered the dark dank space of my grandmother’s room, I opened the creaking window meshed and unmeshed with...
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 Sensual Sheen Of Velvet
It was one of those days when I recalled the lost nostalgia of Delhi’s Chandni Chowk lane at that twilight...
Read moreMoments Of Epiphany
As I looked out of the window, the strong iron bars that went crisscross over the mesh stopped me from...
Read morePug Marks on The Moist Kumaon Hills
The Himalayan Writing Retreat is nestled between mist smeared mountains and the elusive Himalayas. Mountains covered in snow with the...
Read moreA Classic Called The Angarakha
When you feel vulnerable and think that you may lose your soul to this crazy thing called life. You protect...
Read moreDesires 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...
Read moreNo 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...
Read moreOur Hearts Sings The Same Tune
Winter vacations meant travelling with Ma & Dadu to Delhi. The harsh winter months were the time when Ma would...
Read moreFirdaus Is Omnipresent
The sound of the marching boots and the incessant screams of the tribals fighting for their land reverberated into the...
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