About Us

Noor Homes is a slow-living home decor brand that creates handcrafted limited-edition home decor rooted in meaning, memory, and movement. Empowering local artisans and Thoughtfully designed for modern interiors, cozy corners, and soulful spaces, our pieces blend comfort with beauty.

The name Noor means light and glow, and that is what we hope every home feels like—filled with warmth, calm, and quiet radiance. We began with a simple belief: homes should feel like a gentle pause. Not loud or overwhelming, but grounding, soft, and deeply authentic.

From embroidered florals to earthy prints, textured weaves, and regal velvet tones, we honor the forgotten art of hand-finished detail. To us, true luxury is found in softness, intention, and story rather than shine.

Every collection is a quiet rebellion against the impersonal and the mass-produced. We don’t follow trends, we follow feelings. Whether you’re creating a cozy nook or styling your living room, Noor Homes offers handcrafted limited-edition home decor that doesn’t just decorate a space—it gives it soul.

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Noor's Story

With the first blush of dawn, Noor (light) stirred. She slipped through the sky, gently spilling across windowsills— painting quiet corners with delicate hues.

With the first blush of dawn, Noor (light) stirred. She slipped through the sky, gently spilling across windowsills— painting quiet corners with delicate hues.

With the first blush of dawn, Noor (light) stirred. She slipped through the sky, gently spilling across windowsills— painting quiet corners with delicate hues.

Noor cherished the stillness of mornings-the rustle of waking leaves, the steam curling from a cup, and the hush of cozy corners.

Noor cherished the stillness of mornings-the rustle of waking leaves, the steam curling from a cup, and the hush of cozy corners.

Noor cherished the stillness of mornings-the rustle of waking leaves, the steam curling from a cup, and the hush of cozy corners.

She wandered through forests and fields, danced upon water, glowed through mist-gathering inspiration from the world's quiet poetry.

She wandered through forests and fields, danced upon water, glowed through mist-gathering inspiration from the world's quiet poetry.

She wandered through forests and fields, danced upon water, glowed through mist-gathering inspiration from the world's quiet poetry.

From these cherished fragments, Noor meticulously crafted textiles - into covers, into corners, into homes that wanted to feel more like hugs and less like walls.

From these cherished fragments, Noor meticulously crafted textiles - into covers, into corners, into homes that wanted to feel more like hugs and less like walls.

From these cherished fragments, Noor meticulously crafted textiles - into covers, into corners, into homes that wanted to feel more like hugs and less like walls.

As time unfolded, Noor's subtle artistry infused each space with more than elegance. She left behind the feeling of being held, the sense of this is where I belong.

As time unfolded, Noor's subtle artistry infused each space with more than elegance. She left behind the feeling of being held, the sense of this is where I belong.

As time unfolded, Noor's subtle artistry infused each space with more than elegance. She left behind the feeling of being held, the sense of this is where I belong.

A quiet transformation unfolded. Homes touched by Noor glowed with a new softness-as if something long yearned for had finally arrived.

A quiet transformation unfolded. Homes touched by Noor glowed with a new softness-as if something long yearned for had finally arrived.

A quiet transformation unfolded. Homes touched by Noor glowed with a new softness-as if something long yearned for had finally arrived.

And within each home, a gentle truth echoed in silence: "You are home." This was Noor's essence-to brighten homes with the hum of belonging, and every home she touched became a little sanctuary of light.

And within each home, a gentle truth echoed in silence: "You are home." This was Noor's essence-to brighten homes with the hum of belonging, and every home she touched became a little sanctuary of light.

And within each home, a gentle truth echoed in silence: "You are home." This was Noor's essence-to brighten homes with the hum of belonging, and every home she touched became a little sanctuary of light.

With the first blush of dawn, Noor (light) stirred. She slipped through the sky, gently spilling across windowsills— painting quiet corners with delicate hues.

With the first blush of dawn, Noor (light) stirred. She slipped through the sky, gently spilling across windowsills— painting quiet corners with delicate hues.

With the first blush of dawn, Noor (light) stirred. She slipped through the sky, gently spilling across windowsills— painting quiet corners with delicate hues.

Noor cherished the stillness of mornings-the rustle of waking leaves, the steam curling from a cup, and the hush of cozy corners.

Noor cherished the stillness of mornings-the rustle of waking leaves, the steam curling from a cup, and the hush of cozy corners.

Noor cherished the stillness of mornings-the rustle of waking leaves, the steam curling from a cup, and the hush of cozy corners.

She wandered through forests and fields, danced upon water, glowed through mist-gathering inspiration from the world's quiet poetry.

She wandered through forests and fields, danced upon water, glowed through mist-gathering inspiration from the world's quiet poetry.

She wandered through forests and fields, danced upon water, glowed through mist-gathering inspiration from the world's quiet poetry.

From these cherished fragments, Noor meticulously crafted textiles - into covers, into corners, into homes that wanted to feel more like hugs and less like walls.

From these cherished fragments, Noor meticulously crafted textiles - into covers, into corners, into homes that wanted to feel more like hugs and less like walls.

From these cherished fragments, Noor meticulously crafted textiles - into covers, into corners, into homes that wanted to feel more like hugs and less like walls.

As time unfolded, Noor's subtle artistry infused each space with more than elegance. She left behind the feeling of being held, the sense of this is where I belong.

As time unfolded, Noor's subtle artistry infused each space with more than elegance. She left behind the feeling of being held, the sense of this is where I belong.

As time unfolded, Noor's subtle artistry infused each space with more than elegance. She left behind the feeling of being held, the sense of this is where I belong.

A quiet transformation unfolded. Homes touched by Noor glowed with a new softness-as if something long yearned for had finally arrived.

A quiet transformation unfolded. Homes touched by Noor glowed with a new softness-as if something long yearned for had finally arrived.

A quiet transformation unfolded. Homes touched by Noor glowed with a new softness-as if something long yearned for had finally arrived.

And within each home, a gentle truth echoed in silence: "You are home." This was Noor's essence-to brighten homes with the hum of belonging, and every home she touched became a little sanctuary of light.

And within each home, a gentle truth echoed in silence: "You are home." This was Noor's essence-to brighten homes with the hum of belonging, and every home she touched became a little sanctuary of light.

And within each home, a gentle truth echoed in silence: "You are home." This was Noor's essence-to brighten homes with the hum of belonging, and every home she touched became a little sanctuary of light.

With the first blush of dawn, Noor (light) stirred. She slipped through the sky, gently spilling across windowsills— painting quiet corners with delicate hues.

With the first blush of dawn, Noor (light) stirred. She slipped through the sky, gently spilling across windowsills— painting quiet corners with delicate hues.

With the first blush of dawn, Noor (light) stirred. She slipped through the sky, gently spilling across windowsills— painting quiet corners with delicate hues.

Noor cherished the stillness of mornings-the rustle of waking leaves, the steam curling from a cup, and the hush of cozy corners.

Noor cherished the stillness of mornings-the rustle of waking leaves, the steam curling from a cup, and the hush of cozy corners.

Noor cherished the stillness of mornings-the rustle of waking leaves, the steam curling from a cup, and the hush of cozy corners.

She wandered through forests and fields, danced upon water, glowed through mist-gathering inspiration from the world's quiet poetry.

She wandered through forests and fields, danced upon water, glowed through mist-gathering inspiration from the world's quiet poetry.

She wandered through forests and fields, danced upon water, glowed through mist-gathering inspiration from the world's quiet poetry.

From these cherished fragments, Noor meticulously crafted textiles - into covers, into corners, into homes that wanted to feel more like hugs and less like walls.

From these cherished fragments, Noor meticulously crafted textiles - into covers, into corners, into homes that wanted to feel more like hugs and less like walls.

From these cherished fragments, Noor meticulously crafted textiles - into covers, into corners, into homes that wanted to feel more like hugs and less like walls.

As time unfolded, Noor's subtle artistry infused each space with more than elegance. She left behind the feeling of being held, the sense of this is where I belong.

As time unfolded, Noor's subtle artistry infused each space with more than elegance. She left behind the feeling of being held, the sense of this is where I belong.

As time unfolded, Noor's subtle artistry infused each space with more than elegance. She left behind the feeling of being held, the sense of this is where I belong.

A quiet transformation unfolded. Homes touched by Noor glowed with a new softness-as if something long yearned for had finally arrived.

A quiet transformation unfolded. Homes touched by Noor glowed with a new softness-as if something long yearned for had finally arrived.

A quiet transformation unfolded. Homes touched by Noor glowed with a new softness-as if something long yearned for had finally arrived.

And within each home, a gentle truth echoed in silence: "You are home." This was Noor's essence-to brighten homes with the hum of belonging, and every home she touched became a little sanctuary of light.

And within each home, a gentle truth echoed in silence: "You are home." This was Noor's essence-to brighten homes with the hum of belonging, and every home she touched became a little sanctuary of light.

And within each home, a gentle truth echoed in silence: "You are home." This was Noor's essence-to brighten homes with the hum of belonging, and every home she touched became a little sanctuary of light.

MEET THE FOUNDER

Hi, I’m Niyati Kapoor, the heart behind Noor Homes.

This brand began with something simple: a deep love for homes that feel real. Spaces that hold warmth, carry memories, and a quiet kind of joy.After studying marketing and working in the world of storytelling and design, I found myself craving something more personal. Something slower, more grounded. That’s how Noor Homes began.

Each cushion cover we make is an invitation; to pause, to soften, to add beauty without noise. At Noor, we work closely with artisans and and explore timeless fabrics to make sure every piece feels just right, both to the eye and in your hands.Noor means light. And that’s what I hope this brand brings into your home.

Thanks for being here.

— Niyati Kapoor

Founder, Noor Homes

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Our Commitment to Excellence

Authenticity — Threads That Tell the Truth

We honor traditional craftsmanship and infuse each piece with honest, time-honored artistry. Every cushion tells a story — and every story is true.

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Craftsmanship — Made by Hands, Meant for Hearts

Each piece is a tactile poem, designed with care, curated for longevity, and stitched with soul.

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Elegance — Simplicity that Speaks

We believe in quiet beauty — in pieces that don’t need to shout to be heard.

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Exclusivity — Rare Finds for Real Homes

Our collections are limited, personal, and purposeful — just like the homes they’re made for.