01 — Dharamkot
I climbed 120 steps to a café above the clouds and the coffee was worth every one. But it wasn't the coffee. It was the mist sitting in the valley below like it had nowhere else to be.
Seven cities. Seven memories. One wall.
Every city holds a version of itself that only opens to the people who stayed long enough. Not the monuments. Not the postcards. The lane after rain. The stall after midnight. The door that was already open when you arrived. Known Roads is a collection of those moments — painted from memory, not from maps.
Seven originals from the Known Roads — India collection. Each piece sold with its story.