You grew up between two worlds. You learned to navigate both, to code-switch, to adapt. But somewhere along the way, parts of who you are got quieter. The traditions that felt so alive in your grandparents' home started to feel distant. The jewellery your mother wore felt like it belonged to a different time, a different place.

Samaroh exists because we believe none of that should be lost.

Where It Began

Kadas and bangles have adorned our people for centuries. They marked celebrations, milestones, identity. Ram Pratap Bansal saw that tradition fading as the world modernised, and he refused to let it go.

His descendants now carry that same stubbornness. Through Samaroh, which means celebration, we bring these pieces from the workshops of Jaipur to wherever you call home. Because heritage doesn't have a postcode.

Born in the Pink City

Jaipur. A city of ancient palaces, dusty workshops, and artisans who've been perfecting this craft longer than most brands have existed. We work with them directly. No factories. No middlemen. Just families who've spent generations learning to turn brass into something beautiful.

When you hold a Samaroh kada, you're holding someone's life's work.

Made by Hand. Every Time.

Tarnish-resistant brass base. Hand-set kundan stones. Meenakari enamelwork passed down through generations. Every kada takes hours of careful, patient work.

You'll notice small imperfections. That's not a flaw. That's proof a human made this, not a machine. In a world that mass-produces everything, we think that matters.

This Is for You

For the one who wears a kada to a board meeting and doesn't explain it. For the one who pairs heritage jewellery with a leather jacket. For the one who teaches their kids the words their grandparents used.

For the one who keeps every tradition alive. Who knows the right kada for a wedding, for Diwali, for a blessing. Who carries forward what their parents gave them and refuses to let it fade.

And for the one who fell in love with a culture not their own. Who travelled, listened, learned. Who wears a kada not as a costume, but as a connection to something they deeply respect.

The emotions that brought you here are the same ones that built Samaroh. You felt something. That's all it takes to belong.