Growing up as a kid in Mumbai Central, my limited exposure to carpentry was through my father. He loved acquiring different kinds of wood polishes—a dark chocolate, a sienna and on and on it went. But what I remember the most are summer afternoons when we would be out on the balcony putting on the first coat of polish on an old chair or table, relishing working with our hands.

Cut to 2019 when I attended a carpentry workshop in Chembur (that was eventually discontinued) and soon forgot all about my love for woodworking as the pandemic took over six months later. So when we at Sunday mid-day heard about a carpentry workshop at Nashik, it felt serendipitous.