The hand
that shaped
Trisha.
Before the flagship, before the name became a destination, there was an instinct shaped by grace, by detail, and by an unwavering devotion to the textiles of India. Amrita Mishra began with a sketchbook and a single trunk of weaves, and dressed a city, one woman at a time.
"She did not set out to build a house. She set out to honour the looms, the house built itself, thread by thread."
It began at a dining table, beneath a sunlit window in Secunderabad.
Long before the storefronts and the flagship, before the address on Road No. 36 became a quiet pilgrimage for women across the city, Amrita Mishra was a young mother with a sketchbook and a quiet, uncompromising eye. Her two sons studied beside her while she drew, and late into the night, long after the house had settled, she would sit with charcoal in hand and imagine the saree that did not yet exist.
She came from a family where women did not start businesses. Where ambition, for a woman, was meant to be a private thing, folded neatly away beside the linens. But Amrita had grown up around her grandmother's saree trunk, running her fingers along the gold zari of Banarasi borders and the soft thrum of Kanjivaram silks. The textiles of India spoke to her in a language no one else seemed to hear. It was not enough to wear them. She wanted to gather them, to honour them, to dress other women in them.
So she began at home. A boutique without walls, just a guest room, a few trusted weavers, and word that travelled mother to daughter, friend to friend. She would board trains alone to meet karigars in villages most maps did not bother to mark. She would return with stories and with bundles wrapped in muslin, and women would arrive at her door before she had even unpacked.
In 2011, that guest room found a name and a doorway of its own , the first Trisha Silks opened in Vikrampuri, Secunderabad. Three years later, in 2014, the flagship at Jubilee Hills welcomed its first customer. She had become the first woman entrepreneur in her family, and her elder son, Mayank, had stepped quietly into the role of building the atelier's future beside her.
For Amrita Mishra, design is not simply fashion, it is culture, memory, and beauty made wearable.
And so, the loom began.
"She sketched late into the night beside a sunlit window , not knowing that the drawings on her table would, one day, dress a city."
The hand that carries
the house forward.
Mayank Mishra is the operational force beside the founder, the quiet, deliberate businessman who has shaped Trisha Silks from a single boutique into a flagship spoken of across the country. As Director of Sales, he stewards every relationship the house holds: with the karigars who weave for us, the brides who trust us, and the patrons who return to us, season after season.
He travels constantly, to Varanasi, to Kanchipuram, to the small weaving clusters of Telangana, Maharashtra and Gujarat , negotiating directly with master weavers, ensuring fair wages paid on dispatch day, and bringing back not only silk but the stories that give each piece its provenance. Where Amrita is the design soul of the house, Mayank is its modern spine: disciplined, future-facing, and unflinching in his commitment to the people who make our craft possible.
A house is not built by one hand alone. It is built by the hands that choose, every morning, to honour the ones that came before, and to make room for the ones still to come.
A silk house
on Hyderabad's
most storied street.
Set on Road No. 36, Jubilee Hills, the boulevard the city calls its fashion mile, the Trisha Silks flagship rises from the street like a soft, golden lantern. By day, its ivory façade reads quiet and confident. By dusk, the warm glow spills onto the pavement, and the silhouette of saree after saree, shimmering behind glass, draws the city in.
Inside, a sprawling, museum-still atelier unfolds across multiple salons, a Banarasi room, a Kanjivaram room, a bridal vault, a quiet bespoke atelier, home to a private collection of overten thousand sarees, hundreds of bridal sarees, and one of the most considered libraries of Indian weaves in the South. Each piece is acknowledged, archived and shelved with the care of a manuscript.
Master karigars, in-house drapers, a private consultation lounge, chilled rose-water, hand-poured chai, every detail is choreographed so that choosing your saree feels less like a transaction and more like a slow, sunlit ceremony. To step into the flagship is to step inside the house itself.
"We did not design a store. We composed a house, a place where India's finest weaves could finally breathe."
We stand with our people.
A house is only as steady as the hands that hold it. Through every difficult chapter, and especially the long quiet of the pandemic , Trisha Silks chose to stay beside its weavers, karigars and atelier family. We came through it together, and that promise has only grown since.
- Through the pandemic
We did not let a single loom go cold.
When the world stopped in 2020, our weavers, karigars and atelier family did not. Looms in Banaras, Kanchipuram and Pochampally kept moving because Trisha Silks kept paying, full wages, advance commissions, rations to the villages we work with, and medical help for the families who needed it. No order was cancelled, no artisan was let go.
- The atelier family
Every salary, every month, no exceptions.
Through every lockdown, every uncertain quarter, every shop-shutter month, the team at the Jubilee Hills flagship was paid in full. Tailors, drapers, sales associates, the karigars upstairs, nobody was sent home. We re-opened in 2021 with the same faces, because they had never really left.
- An ongoing promise
We support the hands behind the cloth, again and again.
What began as a pandemic response is now simply how the house works. A share of every commission flows back to the weavers, into apprenticeships, health cover, school fees for their children, and the small dignities that keep a craft alive. Trisha Silks stands beside its people, not just in good seasons, but in every season.
Together, Amrita and Mayank are the heart of Trisha Silks , where heritage is honoured, craftsmanship is nurtured, and the future is shaped with quiet ambition.