With the light of dawn the weavers began to weave a new story. In each of these threads the weavers draw a reflection of life. Where happiness-sorrow, laughter-cry are hidden in every drop of color.
Time flies by here. How many stories, songs and poems are expressed in each rhythm of the loom. Which, even after thousands of years, makes women’s adornment red with simplicity, beauty and tenderness.
Each weaver of Bunon Kutir weaves thousands of stories of weavers sari weaving, weavers make a history by weaving each sari.