Gutkha creativity
wish it wasn’t gutkha
I bumped into this couple shopping at local weekly haat in the Araku Valley with a most stunning bag. And strong enough for a two litre water bottle.
I regret not getting his name and address, preoccupied as I was trying to get him to sell it to me. Which he refused to do. Firstly because he had woven it for his wife but also because chewing tobacco or gutkha now retailed in plastic pouches and was no longer sold in this pliable foil.

