Threads of the Himalayas
In the shadow of the towering Himalayan peaks, where the air shimmered with cold purity and the wind whispered ancient tales, a small village thrived on the art of weaving. The villagers believed that every strand of wool carried the breath of the mountains — wild, pure, and eternal.
Our Rugs
In the village, skilled hands began their quiet work. The yarn was stretched, dyed, and woven, thread by thread, into patterns that told stories older than memory. Each rug that took shape was not just a piece of craft, but a living landscape — a tapestry of the mountains themselves.