Razzle Dazzle Pickle _ Summer Palace _ ITR by Khyati Pande and The Chalk Boutique _ Ritu Arya
Razzle Dazzle Pickle _ Summer Palace _ ITR by Khyati Pande and The Chalk Boutique _ Ritu Arya
Razzle Dazzle Pickle _ Summer Palace _ ITR by Khyati Pande and The Chalk Boutique _ Ritu Arya
Razzle Dazzle Pickle _ Summer Palace _ ITR by Khyati Pande and The Chalk Boutique _ Ritu Arya
Razzle Dazzle Pickle _ Summer Palace _ ITR by Khyati Pande and The Chalk Boutique _ Ritu Arya
Razzle Dazzle Pickle _ Summer Palace _ ITR by Khyati Pande and The Chalk Boutique _ Ritu Arya
Razzle Dazzle Pickle _ Summer Palace _ ITR by Khyati Pande and The Chalk Boutique _ Ritu Arya
Razzle Dazzle Pickle _ Summer Palace _ ITR by Khyati Pande and The Chalk Boutique _ Ritu Arya
Razzle Dazzle Pickle _ Summer Palace _ ITR by Khyati Pande and The Chalk Boutique _ Ritu Arya
Razzle Dazzle Pickle _ Summer Palace _ ITR by Khyati Pande and The Chalk Boutique _ Ritu Arya

Now and then when I cross an abandoned building, a small turmoil takes place in my stomach. And before I even finish passing by the building, or even think of a halt, I end up weaving an entire story about the place, the people who must have lived there, spent all their lives, watched their children grow and so on. And of the situations that must have led them to hand over the place to someone else or leave or even flee. Every corner and every pillar, I can see the million handprints and the footsteps around them, become visible. I almost feel the echo of their laughter, cries, celebration come alive. The door that must have been locked and unlocked, a plenty of times, to protect, welcome, stare, leave and come back. I can imagine them following my footsteps, them staring from the balcony, keeping an eye on every move that I make. Each and every soul that was involved in the making of the building, from the designer-architecture, to the constructors, painters and the ones who carved the details on the ceilings, I cannot help but imagine their imaginary faces, their personalities and their creative process. And then when you walk away, you feel like you’ve left a piece behind. The feeling is no different from when shifting in or out of a place. The curious look with which you look around and inspect every corner when you shift to a new place, hoping to come across the impressions that the previous beings might have left behind. And the way you stare heavy-heartedly at the house you’ve lived and spent quite a deal of time, just before locking and handing over the keys to someone else. A little piece of you stays back, doesn’t it?

This is dedicated to the numerous old buildings, forts, palaces and structures that were once built with a purpose and much joy, and are now nothing but a silent spectator of the present and a strong reminder on the glorious past.

Feat. ITR by Khyati Pande and The Chalk Boutique

Look 1

– Kalamkari Choga Shirt and Multilayered Pants – ITR by Khyati Pande
Golden Bead Earrings – The Chalk Boutique

Look 2

– Floral Print Blouse : Baawre via The Chalk Boutique
– Moroccan Palazzos – ITR by Khyati Pande
– Silver Jhumkas and The Tassel Earring (Used as a waist ornament) – The Chalk Boutique

Styling, Modeling, Story and Creative Direction : Ritu Arya
Photography : Praveen Achary
Post Production : Debjyoti Das | thatPhotographerwithHeadphones