How It Began

A community garden in Bangalore. She was trying to grow tomatoes. He told her she was doing it wrong. She told him to mind his own business. He came back the next Sunday anyway.

A Memory We Keep

A weekend in Coorg during the monsoon. The estate, the mist, the coffee smell, the rain on the roof. They didn't leave the veranda for two days.

The Question

He planted a garden for her — her favourite flowers, arranged to spell her name. It took him four months. She cried before she even read it.