Bua, Katran Aur Kahaniyaan
When I first met Bua, it felt like stepping into a time machine from the future. There was something in her—a vision that echoed my own—a desire to see the smallest, often overlooked things, giving...
When I first met Bua, it felt like stepping into a time machine from the future. There was something in her—a vision that echoed my own—a desire to see the smallest, often overlooked things, giving them a second life. In that moment, I realized I had met my match!
“Yeh mummy ki thi Tanaya," she said, holding up a faded piece of cloth.
“Ispe maine haath se embroidery practice kari thi”
“Mujhse yeh phenka nahi gaya.”
“Tu use karle isko, yeh dekh, kitni achhi lagegi yeh fluorescent green piping.”
Yeh bag ka handle laga de."
She always seemed to have an answer to that one question that
me: Iska kya ho sakta hai?
And it was in those moments that I began to understand—Katran wasn’t just a leftover piece of cloth.
Katran is restoration.
Katran is healing.
Katran is community.
Katran is strength.
Katran is resilience.
Through Bua, I realized that the small fragments we often discard hold stories, and in those stories, there’s power.