I grew up in my nani’s house in Model Town, where every wedding season began the same way: bolts of silk spread across the floor, a karigar sitting cross-legged on the veranda, and weeks of quiet, careful work before anyone wore a thing. I didn’t know it then, but I was watching the most patient art form I would ever encounter.
When I started AURAQ in 2015, it was with one master karigar, Ustad Bashir Ahmed, and one wooden adda. We made twelve pieces that first season. They took far longer than any business plan allowed, and every one of them sold to a woman who wrote back to tell us where she had worn it.
We are much bigger now, but the principle hasn’t changed. Our designs are drawn around what our karigars do best, not the other way round. We buy fabric we would wear ourselves, we cut for real bodies, and we pay the people who make our clothes properly, every month, whether the season is busy or slow.
Thank you for wearing our pages. We hope they become part of yours.