Our Story

 

It started with a phone call home.

It was a Sunday afternoon in Delhi. The city felt loud and unfamiliar. A call with my mother, and somewhere in that conversation she asked what she always asks.

"How are you? Did you eat?"

I had eaten. But not the way she meant.

There are things no city can give you.

Three years in Delhi, and I was still walking into grocery stores looking for something that wasn't there. Joha rice. Bamboo shoot pickle. Black sesame chutney that tasted like my grandmother's.

I asked everywhere. Friends from back home just laughed.

"You just have to bring it from home yourself."

So we did.

There are lakhs of Northeast Indians living outside the region today — each carrying the same quiet longing for something that tastes like home.

We started Rootslane for all of them. Every product comes directly from farmers and small makers across the Northeast — unchanged, uncompromised, exactly as it was always meant to be.

Because some flavours are too important to leave behind.

Your roots travel with you. We just help carry them.

— The Rootslane Team