On a warm afternoon in Mubarakpur, near IIM Lucknow, the faint scent of lemongrass mingles with the earthy smell of drying leaves. Inside a two-storey building, women in crisp hairnets and gloves move in a quiet rhythm—weighing powders, sealing soaps, sliding green tea pouches into neat stacks. Along one wall, rows of jars and packets gleam in shades of green, each tagged with a name and batch date. Almost all of it traces back to a single, unassuming tree that has quietly gone global: moringa.
