

Godhuli is the old word for dusk — literally, the hour the cattle kick up dust on their way home. It's that in-between light: grey sky still holding on, but the horizon already gone copper. This shirt carries that exact gradient — cool grey at the shoulder melting into warm rust-copper by the hem, dyed by hand so the fade never sits in the same place twice. Fluid drape, relaxed collar, meant to be worn open with the sleeves left long. Pairs easily with raw cotton or linen trousers — let the shirt hold all the color.