This is the stuff of legends.
A lady zooms in on a chartered flight to buy some handcrafted heritage wears for a marriage in the family, and… deigns to hint at some mol-tol, or what we would call bargaining.
The master artisan sends her packing.
Not a single piece sold!
“You’re getting the highest-quality craft in the world, and you want to bargain with me? Just go from here, and you will not come again.”
Do not mistake that quiet confidence, self-worth, self-belief, for arrogance.
Craft is not charity—it is identity, heritage, history, knowledge. Every stitch tells you where we come from. It’s not about poverty; it’s about pride. Craft is beauty, patience, and respect woven together, Asif Shaikh, a maestro of the needle, affirms with grace.
“This is how people squeeze us artisans”, he remonstrates, his eyes afire. “People spend thousands on machine-made international brands but bargain with us over handmade craft that takes weeks and months of people hunched over a frame, running a loom, preparing the loom, creating natural dyes, dyeing. It is a deep focus, mathematical backbreaking work. They forget that each artisan has a family to feed. I often tell buyers, ‘If you can’t respect the craft, please don’t buy it.’ I’m not here to sell cheap. I’m here to preserve what we know.”
Everything is about money, he grimaces, head bowed, as he stencils a paisley onto a paper which will then be transferred to a fabric for embroidery. “The world runs on money. The foreigners had banned Indian textiles for profit. And what have we done? Has any of our ministers passed a resolution in Parliament banning machine-made copies of handcrafts? In India today, no one in Parliament is fighting to stop the digital copying of our crafts. Has any minister moved a resolution, or even thought of banning machine-made replicas of our crafts?”
And for someone who literally “dreams, my woven dreams. I dream everything—even techniques. They come to me while I sleep. If I sleep with a problem, I wake up with a solution. It’s not a realistic life, but it’s my reality”—it is not surprising to see rigour and passion in each piece he crafts, artistry grounded in mastery.
There is “emotion in craft”, reflects he and what dominates when he works, he shares, is “gratitude. Every stitch reminds me of where I started—from nothing. The needle taught me discipline, patience, and humility. That’s my meditation.”
Just as he practices embroidery and other hand work with his core team of artisans, he is also on a mission to give the crafts and its practitioners its rightful place. “People forget that craftspeople are intellectuals in their own right. They might not speak English or have degrees, but their understanding of proportion, geometry, and colour is beyond what most trained designers know. I’ve sat with artisans who can calculate complex grid patterns in their head faster than any software. That’s genius.”
Geometry “in our art is like spiritual stitching. It is not just design, it’s part of your process, it’s meditative. When we stitch circles, lines, or motifs, it’s like chanting. That rhythm is what gives my pieces soul.” When people see or “wear my fabric, they should feel wonder—like holding a piece of nature that’s been woven by human hands. It’s beauty, patience, and respect woven together.”
Ask him when he first felt this calling—to work for crafts, for people rather than just design, and he answers: “In my early twenties. I started as a designer like everyone else—chasing clients, shows, and recognition. But one day, I was visiting an embroidery cluster, and I saw how artisans lived. The kind of beauty they created and the kind of life they were forced to live—the contrast was unbearable. I couldn’t walk away. That day changed me.”