My Mehndi Story

              Mehndi is not just a simple art to me; it is an emotion. From my childhood, I have always felt excited and happy whenever I applied mehndi on my hands. I honestly don’t know how this deep love for mehndi began, especially since no one in my family knew how to apply it.

When I was a child, the aunties in my neighbor’s house used to apply mehndi for me, especially the day before my birthday. My Amma and Appa never opposed my interest in mehndi, which gave me the freedom to enjoy it fully. After applying mehndi, I would imagine myself as a princess, and when the designs slowly faded, I felt a sense of sadness, as if something beautiful was leaving me.

As time passed, I started trying to apply mehndi on my own. In the beginning, even drawing simple lines felt very difficult, but that never reduced my eagerness. I practiced regularly by applying mehndi on my Amma’s and Anna’s hands. With time and practice, my skills gradually improved. Though I may not be a professional, I am proud of how far I have come.

Later, I created an Instagram page to share my mehndi designs. Mehndi is not just an art form for me; it is a passion that connects my childhood memories with my creativity.

Let me share some of my mehndi designs.