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90s Banarasi Saree for Wedding: My Mother’s Timeless Bridal Pick

One evening, I opened an old, dust-covered trunk and discovered a vibrant maroon saree inside. Its rich colour immediately caught my attention, drawing me closer. It was an elegant Banarasi saree, beautifully crafted by skilled artisans. As I draped it around myself, I couldn’t help but admire its graceful silhouette. It carried the charm of the ’90s, a timeless aesthetic woven into every thread. More than just a saree, it carried my mother’s love, her sense of style, and a little piece of her time. What struck me most was how effortlessly this saree could belong to today’s wedding season. The intricate zari work, the rich maroon that photographs beautifully under mandap lights, and the pallu that drapes like it was made for a slow, deliberate walk, nothing about it feels dated. If anything, a 90s Banarasi saree brings something modern pieces often chase and rarely find: soul. It’s proof that the best bridal wear isn’t always new; sometimes, it’s simply been waiting in a trunk for the ...

Aesthetic Is a Feeling We Refuse to Let Fade

When we talk about aesthetics , what do we truly see? A vintage vibe? A soft, vibrant 80s-inspired look that takes us back to a time when life felt simpler, slower, and beautifully unhurried. Or perhaps, a kind of love that was timeless, something that made us pause, feel, and hold on a little longer. Maybe this is what we are really looking for in the clothes we wear today. Not just another outfit, but a feeling. A chance to embrace the charm of a bygone era, to wear something that carries the warmth, simplicity, and soul of a time that is slowly fading away. When fewer colours could still create an entire world of beauty. When earthy browns, warm creams, muted tones, and gentle contrasts made everything feel effortlessly graceful. Perhaps that’s the beauty of nostalgia We don’t just want to see it again. We want to wear it. Feel it. Live it.

Trending Today, Timeless Tomorrow: How Trends Quietly Run Our Lives

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  “Ohh, it’s trending, let’s hop into it.” We’ve all said this line, and we’ve all heard it too, on a reel, in a story, in a group chat. We say it casually, as if it means nothing. But here’s the real question: while we act like we don’t care but, are we secretly letting them run our lives anyway? The answer is yes. Once you start noticing it, you can’t stop. The food we eat, the clothes we wear, the way we decorate our homes, even the way we think. All of it is quietly shaped by something bigger than personal choice. Scroll through your feed for five minutes, and you’ll see it. The latest social media trends decide, almost overnight, what’s worth eating, wearing, or talking about. Trends shape us. Suddenly, not following a trend doesn’t just make you different. It makes you feel excluded, even from your own friend group. That’s the quiet pressure trends carry. They’re never forced on you directly, but the fear of being left behind does most of the convincing for them. The Trend Th...

Tomorrow

For some people, tomorrow is just another page, A quiet excuse to pause at this stage. For others, tomorrow is hope hanging in the air, A gentle whisper saying, “There’s still time there.” But for me, tomorrow feels different,  like a promise the sky keeps making but never keeps. I have been walking toward tomorrow for years, climbing small stairs made of hopes and fears. With every step, faith still resting in my chest, yet the road grows longer, and the horizon pulls back. My dreams sit beside me like letters never sent, full of fire but with nowhere to go. People say tomorrow becomes today, and today slowly fades into yesterday. Their tomorrows bloom, their memories shine, their past turning into a story wrapped in time. But my tomorrow still stands somewhere far away. Days keep passing, years quietly slip by. I keep telling myself the same thing Maybe tomorrow will be the day. Yet tomorrow somehow Never arrives.    - Riya Belwal

सपना एक साया?

 कल ही तो देखा था, आज बुझा -सा होने आया है, पर मैंने तो सोचा था  सपना एक साया है… मैं चलूँगी, वो चलेगा, मैं बढ़ूँगी, वो बढ़ेगा, जिसे तो अभी खिलना था, वो आज थम-सा होने आया है, पर मैंने तो सोचा था  सपना एक साया है… आँखें वही तेज़ हैं, पर सपने आज नम हैं, एक समय था जब इसका कद आसमान छूता था, आज वही कद घटके कम-सा होने आया है, पर मैंने तो सोचा था  सपना एक साया है… अब जाना ये सच है, सपनों की भी एक उम्र होती है, जो कल तक लम्बी परछाई था, आज वही सिमट-सा होने आया है, जिसे मैं उम्रभर का साथी मानती थी, वो भी चुपचाप कहीं खोने आया है, पर मैंने तो हमेशा सोचा था सपना एक साया है… -रिया बेलवाल

The Weight of Welcome

Slowly walking in my room, Wondering how I’ll find my way out For the gates that once welcomed me Have now been firmly shut. Slowly walking in my room, Wondering if I should cut the ties, For the gates that once invited me Were nothing but heavy lies. Slowly walking in my room, Feeling like I want to ruin his elegant face, For the gates that once invited me Spoke in filtered grace. Slowly walking in my room, Breaking the silence, breaking the curse, For the gates that once invited me Are etched in my memory, deep and fierce. -Riya Belwal

चाँद

चाँद से पूछो उसका पता... वो अनजान है इस संसार की भीड़ से, कि किस तारे से है वो आज तक ख़फ़ा। नूर उस चाँद में कल भी झलकता था, आज भी झलकता है... प्यार तो सिर्फ़ एक शब्द है जनाब, इसे एक्सप्रेस आजकल कौन करता है? छिपे जज़्बात उस तारे में भी हैं, जो अपनी हल्की सी चमक में... अपना वजूद ज़ाहिर करता है। चाँद तो सबकी करता है, लेकिन चाँद की सिफ़ारिश कौन करता है? अब वक़्त आ गया है, चाँद को उस तारे से मिला दें, उनकी ख़ामोशियों को आपस में मिला दें। ख़ैर... कुछ अच्छा होगा, कुछ अलग होगा, क्योंकि अब इशारा, शब्दों में बयां जो होगा। अब इस कहानी को हम सुनेंगे, क्योंकि "प्यार" जैसे शब्द को नज़रअंदाज़ कौन करता है? - रिया बेलवाल