To me it sounded like a Sunday market. Once I entered it reminded me of a very sophisticated “santé” vendors with their home-grown ware selling it once a week. Instead of the shoddy sari’s and mundu’s it was a carefully groomed “ethnic chic” in the air.
It was to take place at Our sacred Space which is nestled in between the ISKCON temple and St.Ann’s School off S.P. Road,– the auto guy refused to call it Sardar Patel road. The autowallah told me not to mention ISKCON, but to refer to sangeetam theatre and St.Ann’s School.
Once I reached there the ambience was wonderful, it looked the courtyard of a traditional house. There were stalls put up, with organically grown vegetable stall, organically grown rice and pulses on one end. Handloom sari’s handmade terracotta and paper jewellery, newspaper art an old bamboo stand with books. The centre of the space had a sand dune for the kids to play and the most important aspect of any Indian event the chai.
The Lambadi group had their embroidered stuff, and resources for those who wanted to do embroidery.
Our sacred space is the brainchild of NayanTara who is an Odissi dancer. The centre runs interesting programs like non-violent communication, the Lambadi embroidery work along with the run of the mill dance, music, yoga, and meditation stuff.
It was definitely an interesting experience.