“There are different kinds of darkness,” Rhys said. I kept my eyes shut. “There is the darkness that frightens, the darkness that soothes, the darkness that is restful.” I pictured each. “There is the darkness of lovers, and the darkness of assassins. It becomes what the bearer wishes it to be, needs it to be. It is not wholly bad or good.”
-Sarah J. Maas
Often, we talk about Light and how it empowers Darkness. Have we ever wondered how darkness could be a thing of beauty on its own? When I imagine darkness, the first thing that transcends to my mind is the beauty of black, the mystery in its deepest depths and grandeur of its presence. There is something about darkness which is soothing. I have always preferred nights over days when the universe seemed to expand around me. Darkness has intrigued me in ways I could never fathom. I have always been mesmerised by dusky complexions and dark eyes.
While the rest of the world would be celebrating the festival of lights today, I would rather be in awe of the Goddess of Dark, Maa Kaali (we Bengalis worship Goddess Kaali on this day). The unparalleled beauty in her fierce, dark, gigantic presence makes me wonder, we are a society that worships the Dark Goddess, yet have we gotten over our obsession for Fair Skin?
In this post I have attempted to embrace Darkness, celebrating the color Black. My inner Bohemian mingled with my Bengali genes which prompted me to sport the Aalta on my hands and feet.
Coin Necklace: H.Mullick, Darjeeling
Rest of the Necklaces : Kashmir (inherited from Mother)
Bangles and Ring: Thrifted
Footwear : Kolhapuri seller from Delhi
Concept and Styling : Pooja Dasgupta
Photography : Sourodip Ghosh