Some wandering rays of an aimless light, Carelessly slipped into my loom the previous night… Their whimsical sparks got woven away, Within the mortal strands too busy at play… My warp was so adulterated with this vagabond burst of light That it regularly assumed a halo that blinded sight… When the t..
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. -Eleanor RooseveltGoing against tradition, a man decided to create his own dest..
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. -Eleanor RooseveltGoing against tradition, a man decided to create his own dest..
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. -Eleanor RooseveltGoing against tradition, a man decided to create his own dest..
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. -Eleanor RooseveltGoing against tradition, a man decided to create his own dest..
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. -Eleanor RooseveltGoing against tradition, a man decided to create his own dest..
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. -Eleanor RooseveltGoing against tradition, a man decided to create his own dest..
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. -Eleanor RooseveltGoing against tradition, a man decided to create his own dest..
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. -Eleanor RooseveltGoing against tradition, a man decided to create his own dest..
A familiar chatter swells in the air as feet chase the trail of a carelessly flying odhani in the by-lanes of Bhuj, spilling colors all over. While&nb..
A familiar chatter swells in the air as feet chase the trail of a carelessly flying odhani in the by-lanes of Bhuj, spilling colors all over. While&nb..
A familiar chatter swells in the air as feet chase the trail of a carelessly flying odhani in the by-lanes of Bhuj, spilling colors all over. While&nb..
Some wandering rays of an aimless light, Carelessly slipped into my loom the previous night… Their whimsical sparks got woven away, Within the mortal ..
There is something excruciatingly beautiful about a little town in the heart of Rajasthan, specked with colour all the time. With the sun’s heat breat..
It is not just kaleidoscopic embroideries that Gujarat is so famous for; it is also the home of wonderful weaves that combine impressive skill and gen..
Colour permeates every single activity in an Indian’s life, more so in our villages. In Kutch, Gujarat, colour pervades not just the gorgeous clothes ..