It’s so liberating and exciting to open your wardrobe and find the most unexpected colours to put together.

Yes,the colours would be there outside,in nature ,in a store,on someone else’s dress but,

to “find it by yourself is so therapeutic”



After a long stint of taking off ,though not entirely, I am coming back into my designing and styling  world. As an important part of equipping myself better before I relaunch, I am doing some studies within my spectrum of  design.

I HAVE ENROLLED BACK TO COLLEGE; THE BEST IN THE COUNTRY FOR FASHION; which had been a dream for me for a very long time.

And as part of the studies , I am given various projects and assignments on fashion illustration which forms one of the core subjects. And boy! am I excited?

I have started doing my illustrations and colour rendering with the same excitement as when I had discovered the wondrous world of drawing with my papa years back . He was the one who introduced me and my brother to art.

I look at the colour pencils with the kind of uncontrollable glee that a 5 year old would do when she gets her brand new pack of these vibrant tools with which she would paint her future.I love the way the colour pencils glide over textured paper; so smooth.


During these times, I stumbled across a realization or maybe  it’s just a feeling that my child could be serious about taking up a career in design too. Well, You would say and I also know that it’s too early to say,  as she is all of only 7, yet let me just bask in the glory of this beautiful feeling that she could follow my footsteps…. maybe!

I got a bit more convinced about this, the way she is serious about following all my work. She tries to copy and replicate all my projects and I am amazed at the way she is coming close to it taking into consideration her age.

The other day I just did an illustration and as soon as she saw it , she wanted to copy and I let her do it. Well! I had used some fabric also for a three-dimensional effect and it was a multimedia  thing.


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I have decided to give her exposure to the world of design more; just in case she wants to take it up professionally but i promise myself one thing. I shall not over do it. She can choose to fly in the direction she wants to and she should. At this juncture, I remember my mother, my tower of strength and motivation and about her undying trust in her kid’s talents where in, without even knowing much about the fields we took , my brother and I , she just let us fly. She only checked whether the wind beneath our wings were just right to take us to the places we wanted to go.



I went back to college the other day while I was in Kochi. Well! Not as a student and neither as a lecturer, but just as a visitor to the fashion design department, where I spent quite a few quality years of my life. When I walked in through the dull blue gate, which looked familiar yet so strange, I felt a pang of excitement. Or was it just plain nostalgia confusing me? Anyway, the feeling was great and my heart slapped faster against my rib cage. Instead of going straight up to the department, I walked right into the Gym Plaza which is like an open auditorium except for the ceiling.


I sat down on the steps to calm my racing heart and to relish in the memories of my sweet past. Here I was, after six long years….coming back to the college, where I had set up the fashion design department and had started off the course with just three students on the roll. The then principal Sr.Tessa and the Home science department head, Mrs.Kumari were pillars of strength and independence during the inception of the course.

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The design department had been shifted to a new platform and now breathed so much of space and light. It looked completely ravishing with the addition of brand new machines and body forms,the ones on which the garments are test fitted. It was really so heart warming to meet my former student and the current captain of the ship, Mrs.Lekha. Felt proud that she had taken over the reins so effortlessly. I also met the rest of the faculty who were doing a wonderful job.


The most stimulating experience was when I walked into a class brimming with young spirited girls. I couldn’t actually contain the inflammation of joy that I felt facing the crowd. After so many years, I stood facing young happy, chirpy faces. Standing amongst teenagers gave me such a high! I just plunged into the audience voraciously, having got a podium to speak after a long period. It was an interactive session on careers.


From the relaxed faces of the girls, I conceived that they too relished the experience as much as I did. The department which kicked off with just three girls now housed more than a hundred, with the addition of a regular degree programme on fashion designing from the  M.G.University, Kerala.

I felt very proud to see so much of evolution at the department which I had set up. Walking through the various labs like art, pattern making, and construction, I spotted some amazing fashion illustrations of promising talents. It was really so moving to spot two posters still adorning the walls, which I had got done during my tenure.



Wished I could lose myself here yet again. The lyrics of an old popular song, “Hotel California”, came to my mind…..”You can check out any time of year, but you can never leave!” True. I can keep getting in and out but can’t really leave this place. My heart is stuck up somewhere in the corridors of this college forever!

Courtesy:Principal,St.Teresa’s College,Kochi.