South India
From where I stood, there was no way to guess what was cooking inside the large mansion. From outside the house, I could not guess what was being cooked inside, even though the strong scent could have led me on. Crispy sweetmeats simmering and sizzling in huge bronze pots. A graceful woman kept going back and forth carrying large bowls of baked candies on her hip. From another room came the whisper of the television. Standing by the door, the curvy figure of a young beauty a young woman acknowledged my presence with a delicate smile.
In the courtyard, two little boys played with sticks and sand. There was no separation between life and work, among family and colleagues. I wondered what their working hours were.
The Hands that Create
Mostly unnoticed, all art emerged from handicraft. The clay turns to a pot, the wood is whittled to a veena, the nylons weaved into a net...
Narrative • South India
Eid at Abaji’s
The first steps into Srinagar comforted this spontaneous feeling, and on the morning of Eid, the city adopted me...
Narrative • North India
In the Land of Palaces and Kings
This journey explores the rich Rajput and Mughal heritage exemplified by the resplendent architecture of North India...
Bespoke Journey • North India
Weaving Tradition with the Modern
Retrace our journey with The Woolmark Company through Kullu and Delhi, where they explored traditions that go into the making of textiles...
Behind-The-Scenes • North India
Brunton Boatyard
Between tropical foliage that covers the land all the way up to the sea, roof-tiled buildings of the...
Hotel Guide • South India
The Life in Architecture
What we build is influenced by and is a reflection of the times we live in. The roof that is built, the colour painted, the materials used...
