It was a beautiful day last fall,the sun had started casting longer shadows as it set behind the birch trees in the west. That time of the day when the western sky wears an entire gamut of warm colors- fiery red, orange, yellow, pink,peach, saffron, gold- the western horizon of my city is often resplendent with the most vibrant colors during these times of the year.
As the green vanishes, giving way to grey and white , everything around standing bare- stoic and bare. on one of those evenings- I decided to go green.
Here’ s a ” Baha” saree – by the weavers of Bengal.