As I walked through the quiet and serene street, bordered with palatial houses and large rubber estates, it was mind-boggling to imagine how such a peaceful environment could house one of the popular clothing enterprises.
Approximately 10 meters from a fork on the road, I could see a house that hid two giant shipping containers. Believe me; it was unique in every sense. At first, it looked like a load of unnecessary junk. But a glimpse of the interiors had me bowled. With tables, chair and air-conditioning in one, and boxes of the Kurtas made of ‘mundu’ (also known as ‘Dhoti’), I was convinced that one shouldn’t judge a book by its cover.