BLUE MOON

Her eyes are drawn to the blue horizon, not the horizon of the sky,but that of the blue moon, the one touching the shimmering dot of the north star. She is reminded of their distance, her forlorn eyes chases the moonlit horizon, until she can’t chase it anymore. A tide rises in heart, of promises and of memories, that were never to be. To fall in love, beneath the blue moon light was never easy.

Dedicated to the most precious word "love", an exquisite range of handwoven sarees, handcrafted with love from Apaapi.