how we got here
Our Story
The First Hello
A crowded bookshop, one last copy of the same novel, and a conversation that refused to end. We split the book. We kept the conversation.
The Slow Years
Two cities, a hundred train journeys, and a shared document titled "someday" that quietly filled with restaurants, streets, and plans.
The Question
On a monsoon evening, on the same street where the bookshop used to be — asked simply, answered instantly.
The Celebration
And now, this. An evening of music, marigolds, and everyone we love in one place. It only works if you're there.