Every dream has a beginning… and this is where my story began.
Herbs were always present in our home
Since childhood, herbs were always present in our home, as if they were part of the small details of everyday life. My mother believed deeply in the power of nature, so our home was never without them.
Thyme, chamomile, cumin… and many other scents that are still part of my memories today.
“Sage is a woman's friend.” — a sentence I never forgot.
Between my grandmother's garden and the scent of herbs
Their home was large, surrounded by a beautiful garden filled with plants and aromatic herbs. My grandmother grew mint, verbena and rosemary, picked them from the garden and added them fresh to tea.
On some days, she added dried roses. Their fragrance would fill the house, and a cup of tea became a moment of warmth and calm that brought us together.
And that is how Malak Magic was born
Tea was never just a drink to me. It was the scent of home, a childhood memory, a moment of warmth. Only today do I understand that all those small details were seeds — of a dream that kept growing quietly inside me.