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, when his servant was about to change the bed sheet, the king stopped him, saying “Aaj Rakh” (keep it today); he had liked it so much. It was a beautif..
There are some who need a tree to meditate. And some who need music. But then there are those, who fend for gold. Because the fine nuances of creating intricate patterns in gold require such keen patience and concentration, that the art indeed becomes a true meditative bliss to the senses...
Genda' or more commonly known 'Marigold' flower is a very integral part of our Indian traditions especially all the festive and religious rituals. Hence on that note, here is Aaraa by Avantika's 'Genda Phool', to sweep you off your feet and steal your heartbeat. 'Genda Phool' is a very concise and s..
A haat bazaar in Sitamarhi district of Bihar is abuzz with villagers, children springing around the toy seller, plundering his basket, men hawking on newly fabricated tools brought by the blacksmith and the giggles of young women mixing with that of glass bangles. Spice hills have been laid out on m..
Ever been to a music concert? …. Well the one that plays in the houses of Bhujodi is a wee bit different, not just in what you hear but also in the instruments that play. The musicians of Bhujodi play on … from morning to dusk, meditatively. Their orchestra constitutes of ..
Ever been to a music concert? …. Well the one that plays in the houses of Bhujodi is a wee bit different, not just in what you hear but also in the instruments that play. The musicians of Bhujodi play on … from morning to dusk, meditatively. Their orchestra constitutes of ..
“The story goes as back as the times in history when my father would walk me to the river side, where lengths of colorful patterns waved up and down, with the gushing flow of Sabarmati. Things changed however, open banks were replaced by concrete blocks, flowing river by inert marshes, pr..
On a casual stroll along the meandering markets of the Pushkar fair, as spectacles of mystery unfold and as strong local flavors swell within the atmosphere of the fair, it is hard to miss the visual delight oozing out of curious little wooden combs, even as you get lost in the e..
On a casual stroll along the meandering markets of the Pushkar fair, as spectacles of mystery unfold and as strong local flavors swell within the atmosphere of the fair, it is hard to miss the visual delight oozing out of curious little wooden combs, even as you get lost in the e..
On a casual stroll along the meandering markets of the Pushkar fair, as spectacles of mystery unfold and as strong local flavors swell within the atmosphere of the fair, it is hard to miss the visual delight oozing out of curious little wooden combs, even as you get lost in the e..
On a casual stroll along the meandering markets of the Pushkar fair, as spectacles of mystery unfold and as strong local flavors swell within the atmosphere of the fair, it is hard to miss the visual delight oozing out of curious little wooden combs, even as you get lost in the e..
Spring tickles my feet as love soaks this air,Is it a new reason to live, or just this excuse of the fair.I can wait to look my best, as I embrace the..
Spring tickles my feet as love soaks this air,Is it a new reason to live, or just this excuse of the fair.I can wait to look my best, as I embrace the..
Spring tickles my feet as love soaks this air,Is it a new reason to live, or just this excuse of the fair.I can wait to look my best, as I embrace the..
Spring tickles my feet as love soaks this air,Is it a new reason to live, or just this excuse of the fair.I can wait to look my best, as I embrace the..
Spring tickles my feet as love soaks this air,Is it a new reason to live, or just this excuse of the fair.I can wait to look my best, as I embrace the..
Spring tickles my feet as love soaks this air,Is it a new reason to live, or just this excuse of the fair.I can wait to look my best, as I embrace the..
Spring tickles my feet as love soaks this air,Is it a new reason to live, or just this excuse of the fair.I can wait to look my best, as I embrace the..
Spring tickles my feet as love soaks this air,Is it a new reason to live, or just this excuse of the fair.I can wait to look my best, as I embrace the..
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..
An adolescent girl is sitting on the porch of a neatly arranged hut, fiddling with glass beads and threads, making earnest effort to bring out a patte..
A synesthetic expression…where songs and words dance on canvas, colours and patterns make musical harmonies…The Gond tribal painting is an experience ..
What day or date it is cannot be said with certainty because every day on the streets of this village, in its by-lanes and fields, at the porch of eac..
Molela is a small, non descript village in the Rajsamand district of Rajasthan, situated on the banks of the river Banas. Normally, it could pass off ..
Red… the colour of blood, of life, vitality… red, the colour of the Mother Goddess, the embodiment of power, the nurturer and destroyer… the protector..