Letters from an Orange Tree

A whiff of orange, a stack of letters – each one pressed between the pages of a well-loved book, written in the voice of an old orange tree that had quietly watched its favourite child grow. From playful afternoons in its shade to the moment she bloomed into a radiant bride, the tree’s stories wove a tapestry of memory and love. A wedding in Nagpur, scented with nostalgia and citrus, where every detail felt like a page from that cherished book.