On 14th of January each year the skies in India get filled with kites. Children, adults, men and women all gather on the terraces of their homes and fly kites. From early hours of morning till the sun sets in the Arabian ocean you could hear the loud cheers and screams of happiness!
Those paper kites are made from bright colorful tissue paper as light as feathers. The string on the other hand, so strong it could easily cut into hands! They are coated with powdered glass mixed with glue. The trick is to fly the kites and cut other kites that are in the skies.
As a child, I loved watching those kites sore into the blue sky. It was a special treat to watch the kids on the streets run after the cut kites and claim the ownership of those they found. If the kites were still in good condition, those kids would find a way send them up again. As fragile as they seemed those kites left lasting memories. I looked at those strips of solid fabrics and decided to make some kites instead.
I decided to hand quilt while I strolled down the memory lane.
Could not stop at just one!
This is how it all began!