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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 masked men and women are going about their business (including many who…

Masks & Metaphors in the Time of Mass Epidemics

I am bombarded with videos of clumsy husbands in kitchens, songs of grit and prayers to the universe. The one forward of a video for the campaign #MaskForAll, for this COVID-19 Pandemic, has…

The Sacred Shade Of Indigo

What begins as a soft tune in the heart and reaches a final crescendo of tunes, notes and the symphony is what some creations are all about. The indigo collection from Sunaina…

Ode To The Lotus

Karimnagar Filigree Jewellery “As you make the moonlight the adornment of your bare body and rise from the depths of the water beneath the earth, with all the force of your celestial…

Necklace

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 Levitate store on this rainy morning of damp Bangalore. If it takes…

Sandstone Jewellery

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 Indian art at its best. In all of that, you can’t miss…

Zardosi Art

The Art Of Zardosi

As I navigated my way through the gully of Lucknow, I knew I was walking through a slice of Mughal history. The artisans, the chaste polite Urdu Zubaan, the Chikankari and the…

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 staring at you. The Turkish believe it as the good “djinn” that…

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 a mistress in old English parlance. The ladybug beetle consumes insects. And…

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 Haveli. I was most fascinated with the invitation. It was an evening…

Wood and Word

London is one of my favourite cities in the world. I seem to just blend in with the cosmopolitan vibe of that city. The English weather and the tea sessions with scones…

The 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 its tornado. I sat on the sea shore and watched with delight…

Designs of Undivided Bengal

As she walked into the train compartment, she saw the gaps in between the bogies. Mrinalini often wondered what would happen if the connecting iron chains would disentangle and the compartment would…

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 you see my undone hair, falling over my face and shoulders. Don’t…

Blue Was My Reflection

The forbidden Apple is fraught with the bad reputation of defiance. It was the union of Adam and Eve. It turned the Gods and the world upside down. Biblical stories are galore…

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 having grown up among the Khasi and Jaintia hill folk. It has…

Cross Stitch Crossed Over

Every time I visit home which still remains Delhi because as the adage goes – once a Delhi girl always one. I never miss visiting Bahri Sons, my favourite book shop at…

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 a narcissistic, mind-numbing experience. It always a game of who won that…

The 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 their separate culture they also have left footprints of their rich art…

Revival 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 distinctly Chinese settlement of Tangra on my way to the airport. I…

Love For Lac

As you travel into Rajasthan you find women wearing the traditional lac bangles. These bangles are bright coloured designs that you find on the wrists of the desert women. Lac is a…

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 up of Sufi singers from all over the globe. You are transported…

Ornate Combs And More….

My late grandmother who I lovingly called Dida, had thick long hair even at the age of 88. She combed her hair with a wooden comb that my grandfather had gifted her…

Memories Of My Minaudière

Emancipation began during the 1900 AD when the Industrial Revolution took place. Shifting the attitude towards women and the dressing down or dressing up took place. This shift brought about a change…

Vanity inside my Little Clutch

My little clutch like the must Have in a woman ’s wardrobe the LBD the little black dress we need the perfect little clutch. So girls Clutch the clutch before you lose…

My Best Foot Forward

All my life, I heard the adage put your best foot forward. My best foot forward meant to me my unending love affair with my shoes. I love them from puberty to…