The Black That Bows to No One

All men wear black to feel powerful.
Our men don't need to.

It is too quiet for the loud.
Too still for the restless.
Too exact for the ones still searching for themselves.

ASYA doesn’t complete you.
It meets you where you’ve already arrived.
And it carries the weight with you — without a sound.

You won’t catch people staring.
But they won't forget you walked in.

न स गर्जति, न स झुकेति।
He does not roar. He does not fear.