It began with a pattern that felt familiar, almost remembered.
Inside, it’s filled with authentic Indian rui, chosen not for perfection, but for feel. Light, bouncy, and forgiving. The kind of comfort that settles in naturally, without asking for attention.
Tufted in soft cotton, each surface carries a tribal rhythm that isn’t decorative, but instinctive. The kind of pattern the body understands before the mind does.
Nothing loud. Nothing rushed. Just repetition, balance, and quiet confidence. Made slowly. Finished by hand. Every piece carries small variations, because human work always does.
