Imagine an evening… a hint of ittar in the air. Qawwals in pristine whites. A historic stage bathed in warm light… and then, the first alaap rises. Sufi Qawwali that speaks to the Divine. Words of lo.

Imagine an evening… a hint of ittar in the air. Qawwals in pristine whites. A historic stage bathed in warm light… and then, the first alaap rises. Sufi Qawwali that speaks to the Divine. Words of lo.