The Hands to Empower
Pavitra Muddaya of Vimor has worked tirelessly in the world of crafts since the last 40 years. Her saris were...
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The 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...
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The Magic In My Soul
The Mehfil invitation read, look no further, you will soon be transported to the lantern lit room in the little...
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Manipur’s Mighty Weaves
As I tie my Manipuri sarong over my waist, I was transported to the calm Loktak Lake where the ripples...
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Designs of Undivided Bengal
As she walked into the train compartment, she saw the gaps in between the bogies. Mrinalini often wondered what would...
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The Defiant Devi
As I walk out into the burning scorching sun of the summer Calcutta home, I leave my trail of the...
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The 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...
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Saris 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...
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Cross Stitch Crossed Over
Every time I visit home which still remains Delhi because as the adage goes - once a Delhi girl always...
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The 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...
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Moments Of Epiphany
As I looked out of the window, the strong iron bars that went crisscross over the mesh stopped me from...
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Pug 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...
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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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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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Our Hearts Sings The Same Tune
Winter vacations meant travelling with Ma & Dadu to Delhi. The harsh winter months were the time when Ma would...
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Thrifty Yet Beautifully Artsy-The Kantha Art
The Kantha is the passing of emotion and art, combining the love, fear, and hope of the homes in rural...
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The Universe Dares You To Walk The Unknown
It was the winter sun that casts its shadow at the far end of the horizon. The gates were shutting...
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Between The Rustle Of Starched Cotton Lies A Song Of Atr’e
As I navigated into the lanes and bylanes. I found this quaint little store among the tree laden streets and...
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Beast In Her Eyes And Beauty In Her Soul.. My Lost Banjaran Beauty
Do you recall sights that stay back long after you have left? Traveling through the desert landscape, this is what...
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Muffled 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...
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Flowers On My Frock
Winter breaks meant going from the chilly nip of the frosting window sills of Shillong to warmer Calcutta winters. Ma...
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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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