So this happened last year. I’m sitting in my Gurgaon apartment on a Sunday morning, coffee getting cold, staring at these four walls that I’ve been staring at for five years. The couch is from 2015. The curtains—don’t even ask about the curtains. My mom picked them. They’re brown. Dark brown. Like someone decided to make the whole room look like it’s perpetually 7 PM. I hadn’t change... https://urbanscope.in/blogs/finding-the-best-luxury-interior-designer-in-gurgaon-and-why-i-almost-gave-up-halfway-through