30/09/2026
Some projects don't arrive as a brief. They arrive as a calling. 🙏
A mandir taking shape across 6 acres in North India. Its plan is drawn from the Shankh: two curved walls of white marble spiral up from the forecourt and wrap the sanctum like the chambers of a conch. There is no carving and no excess, only light moving across stone. Not ornament. Devotion made structural.
The garbhagriha sits at the heart, ringed by a quiet colonnade. Above it the shikhara rises in stepped, faceted tiers to a golden kalash. It rises not aggressively, but inevitably. Like something remembering its own shape.
A reflecting pool lies at its feet, so that every devotee sees the temple twice before they climb.
Most of a career you believe architecture is about rigour. The section. The detail. The material logic.
And then a project arrives that asks for something else entirely.
Sadhguru once said this: the most profound navigation is inward. Stillness is not the absence of intelligence. It is its highest form.
The form didn't come from references. It arrived, in a moment of listening.
I am an architect. But on this project, a Sthapati in training.
What it asks is not brilliance. It is receptivity.
The deity builds. We draw. 🙏
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📍 North India | Mandir | 6 Acres
