My village tailor shop doesn’t see much Italian art, yaar, but last week a lady brought in an old brocade saree her mother had from a temple trip—the gold threadwork reminded me of those church frescoes I see on YouTube. Power cut hit right when I was stitching the final pleat, so I sat under the kerosene lamp and just looked at the patterns, thinking how some things don’t need electricity to be beautiful, no? दस मिनट बाद light आ गई, and I finished the job—makes you appreciate a steady hand more than any grand exhibition, honestly.
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