Sacred Collection
Vayu Dev वायु देव — God of Cosmic Wind
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
வாயுபுத்திரனின் தந்தை
In the old raised-gold manner Vayu sits in state, the young Hanuman on his knee and the antelope at his side — the wind god and the boy who carries his breath. This is the form the temples keep: power that has become a parent, strength turned tender. Hang him where the family gathers, and let it be watched over by the gentlest of the strong.
we are one — same blood
வாயுபுத்திரனின் தந்தை
Rs. 300.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
தூங்கும் மகன்
Here the restless god is utterly still, because his son has fallen asleep in his arms. The wind that crosses every world will, for this, simply stop. Even the most ceaseless force knows one thing worth holding steady for. Hang him where a child sleeps, and let the room be calm.
we are one — same blood
தூங்கும் மகன்
Rs. 300.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
சங்கில் உயிரூட்டும் சுவாசம்
Vayu lifts the conch and blows, and the shell does not make the sound — the breath does. Every word ever spoken, every song, every prayer read aloud is the wind god lent to a living throat. Hang him where words matter, and remember whose breath carries them.
we are one — same blood
சங்கில் உயிரூட்டும் சுவாசம்
Rs. 300.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
காற்றின் பீடம்
No god stands here — only the swift antelope, the conch that the breath gives voice to, and the petals already lifting on an air that will not hold still. The wind leaves no statue; it leaves only movement, and movement is enough. Hang it where you want a room to feel alive, stirred, breathing.
we are one — same blood
காற்றின் பீடம்
Rs. 300.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
அசைவுள்ள காற்றின் அதிபதி
Banner streaming, antelope at full stride, Vayu crosses a sky stitched with sacred geometry — the pattern the wind draws and erases and draws again. He is the breath of the cosmos, in and out, never still, never finished. Hang him where you want energy that keeps going, the long wind behind a long effort.
we are one — same blood
அசைவுள்ள காற்றின் அதிபதி
Rs. 300.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
மேகத்தில் சவாரி
The great cloud rolls because Vayu pushes it; the storm gathers and the storm clears at his word. He moves the heavy things of the sky the way breath moves a life — quietly, constantly, without being thanked. Hang him where change is needed, and trust the unseen hand to bring it.
we are one — same blood
மேகத்தில் சவாரி
Rs. 300.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
ஒருபோதும் நிற்காத காற்று
Across the whole turning sky Vayu rides his pale antelope and does not slow, because wind that stops is no longer wind. He is motion itself, the restless breath that keeps the worlds from going stale. Hang him where something has grown still too long, and ask for the will to move again.
we are one — same blood
ஒருபோதும் நிற்காத காற்று
Rs. 300.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
கொடியைத் தாங்குபவர்
Vayu carries a banner because the wind is the first thing any flag was ever made to show. Where he passes the world leans; where he rests it goes still. His antelope waits, light-footed and ready — for the wind is never tired, only between journeys. Hang him where you want momentum, the gentle push that gets a thing moving.
we are one — same blood
கொடியைத் தாங்குபவர்
Rs. 300.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
எல்லாவற்றையும் நகர்த்தும் காற்று
You cannot see Vayu, only what he touches — the bent grass, the carried scent, the breath that lifts a chest and sets it down. Here he is given a face at last, white-haired and streaming, the antelope quick beneath him. He is the proof that the most powerful things are often the ones we never see. Hang him where a room needs air and life.
we are one — same blood
எல்லாவற்றையும் நகர்த்தும் காற்று
Rs. 300.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
The Wind That Never Stops
Across the whole turning sky Vayu rides his pale antelope and does not slow, because wind that stops is no longer wind. He is motion itself, the restless breath that keeps the worlds from going stale. Hang him where something has grown still too long, and ask for the will to move again.
we are one — same blood
The Wind That Never Stops
from Rs. 4,600.00
The Wind That Never Stops
from Rs. 7,200.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
The Sleeping Son
Here the restless god is utterly still, because his son has fallen asleep in his arms. The wind that crosses every world will, for this, simply stop. Even the most ceaseless force knows one thing worth holding steady for. Hang him where a child sleeps, and let the room be calm.
we are one — same blood
The Sleeping Son
from Rs. 4,600.00
The Sleeping Son
from Rs. 7,200.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
Father of the Son of the Wind
In the old raised-gold manner Vayu sits in state, the young Hanuman on his knee and the antelope at his side — the wind god and the boy who carries his breath. This is the form the temples keep: power that has become a parent, strength turned tender. Hang him where the family gathers, and let it be watched over by the gentlest of the strong.
we are one — same blood
Father of the Son of the Wind
from Rs. 7,200.00
Father of the Son of the Wind
from Rs. 4,600.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
Bearer of the Banner
Vayu carries a banner because the wind is the first thing any flag was ever made to show. Where he passes the world leans; where he rests it goes still. His antelope waits, light-footed and ready — for the wind is never tired, only between journeys. Hang him where you want momentum, the gentle push that gets a thing moving.
we are one — same blood
Bearer of the Banner
from Rs. 7,200.00
Bearer of the Banner
from Rs. 4,600.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
Lord of the Restless Wind
Banner streaming, antelope at full stride, Vayu crosses a sky stitched with sacred geometry — the pattern the wind draws and erases and draws again. He is the breath of the cosmos, in and out, never still, never finished. Hang him where you want energy that keeps going, the long wind behind a long effort.
we are one — same blood
Lord of the Restless Wind
from Rs. 7,200.00
Lord of the Restless Wind
from Rs. 4,600.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
Carried on the Cloud
The great cloud rolls because Vayu pushes it; the storm gathers and the storm clears at his word. He moves the heavy things of the sky the way breath moves a life — quietly, constantly, without being thanked. Hang him where change is needed, and trust the unseen hand to bring it.
we are one — same blood
Carried on the Cloud
from Rs. 4,600.00
Carried on the Cloud
from Rs. 7,200.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
The Wind That Moves Everything
You cannot see Vayu, only what he touches — the bent grass, the carried scent, the breath that lifts a chest and sets it down. Here he is given a face at last, white-haired and streaming, the antelope quick beneath him. He is the proof that the most powerful things are often the ones we never see. Hang him where a room needs air and life.
we are one — same blood
The Wind That Moves Everything
from Rs. 4,600.00
The Wind That Moves Everything
from Rs. 7,200.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
The Breath That Sounds the Conch
Vayu lifts the conch and blows, and the shell does not make the sound — the breath does. Every word ever spoken, every song, every prayer read aloud is the wind god lent to a living throat. Hang him where words matter, and remember whose breath carries them.
we are one — same blood
The Breath That Sounds the Conch
from Rs. 7,200.00
The Breath That Sounds the Conch
from Rs. 4,600.00
वायु देव
Vayu Dev
The Wind's Altar
No god stands here — only the swift antelope, the conch that the breath gives voice to, and the petals already lifting on an air that will not hold still. The wind leaves no statue; it leaves only movement, and movement is enough. Hang it where you want a room to feel alive, stirred, breathing.
we are one — same blood
The Wind's Altar
from Rs. 7,200.00
The Wind's Altar
from Rs. 4,600.00