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..
Long time ago, there was a king of Sindh, who like any other king, was fond of royal luxuries and used to sleep on a new bedspread everyday. One day, ..
Long time ago, there was a king of Sindh, who like any other king, was fond of royal luxuries and used to sleep on a new bedspread everyday. One day, ..
Long time ago, there was a king of Sindh, who like any other king, was fond of royal luxuries and used to sleep on a new bedspread everyday. One day, ..
Long time ago, there was a king of Sindh, who like any other king, was fond of royal luxuries and used to sleep on a new bedspread everyday. One day, ..
Long time ago, there was a king of Sindh, who like any other king, was fond of royal luxuries and used to sleep on a new bedspread everyday. One day, ..
Long time ago, there was a king of Sindh, who like any other king, was fond of royal luxuries and used to sleep on a new bedspread everyday. One day, ..
Long time ago, there was a king of Sindh, who like any other king, was fond of royal luxuries and used to sleep on a new bedspread everyday. One day, ..
Long time ago, there was a king of Sindh, who like any other king, was fond of royal luxuries and used to sleep on a new bedspread everyday. One day, ..
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..
Man, an eternal traveler has traversed landscapes... on foot, on his rides, on flights in search of better lands, wealth and at times merely for wande..
Happy Faces Handmade FoundationOne ‘O’ Eight Knots is a social enterprise that aims to empower women artisans by providing them a platform where they ..
Khesh weaving is a tradition which has been practiced for a couple of years now. The weaving technique essentially involves tearing old sarees into th..
Some wandering rays of an aimless light, Carelessly slipped into my loom the previous night… Their whimsical sparks got woven away, Within the mortal ..
And the story begins in the womb of a snow clad valley…. where winters are severe, and making of wool cloth a practice from time immemorial... Reposed..
The East India Company imported raw cotton from India while they dumped the local Indian market with inferior machine-made cloth. This led to a great ..