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Tag: fabric

Sexy In Sequins

It was a hot summer noon in Delhi and we decided to meet over coffee. As I walked into the crowded snaky lane of Shahpur Jat, I recalled the little unknown spot…

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 the ever growing, demanding devil. Amidst all that predicament, shouts out a…

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 I wouldn’t ever settle for the mediocre. A factory outfit never made…

Song Of Sanganer

Traveling to Jaipur with school friends for my birthday was a trip reminiscing the days of no money. Fights over some grace marks to make it through some exam, somewhere deep conversations…

The Twist of the Humble Towel or the Gamcha

Growing up years, when my friends visited my home and in the backyard, my mother’s red check gamcha would billow in the Delhi summer dry winds to dry. I was ashamed of that…