A bride's saree is worn once and kept forever. It travels from a trousseau to a cupboard to another woman's hands, gathering years the way silk gathers light. This is Katan by Katan — pure silk in the warp, pure silk in the weft, with no shortcuts anywhere in between. Handwoven on a Banaras loom in the Opara tradition, the self-brocade catches the room from across it, while the Nardar border gives the drape the structure a wedding day demands. Red, because red has always meant the same three things here: beginning, blessing, belonging. It is the colour a mother imagines long before her daughter chooses it. Weeks at the loom. Generations in the wearing. That has always been the point of a Banaras Karigari bridal saree.