Why Bihar? Why Not Anywhere Else

You don’t choose Bihar for makhana.

Bihar chooses you.

When we first spoke about sourcing makhana, there were easier options. Faster routes. Cleaner presentations. But none of them felt honest.

Because makhana doesn’t start in factories.

It starts in water.

And that water flows through Bihar.

Our first time in Bihar wasn’t about deals or volumes. It was about seeing — really seeing — where makhana belongs. The land moves slower here. Conversations take their time. People don’t rush to impress you.

They let the work speak.

We saw ponds that looked calm on the surface but held months of labour underneath. We saw families who’ve grown makhana for generations, not because it’s trendy, but because it’s life.

This is not romantic work.

It’s wet. It’s physical. It’s patient.

Farmers step into ponds before sunrise. They work with instinct more than instruction. Their relationship with makhana isn’t transactional — it’s inherited.

What stayed with us wasn’t just the process.

It was the pride.

A quiet confidence that says, “We’ve been doing this long before anyone called it healthy.”

Bihar has often been spoken about through numbers, news, and noise. But standing there, you feel something else entirely — resilience without announcement. Skill without packaging.

This is where makhana makes sense.

Not because it’s convenient.

But because it’s correct.

Choosing Bihar was not a strategy. It was an alignment. With history. With honesty. With roots that go deeper than supply chains.

Makaroot doesn’t want to borrow Bihar’s story. We want to honour it.

Next week, we step into the water.

Where makhana is not a product — but a way of life.

— Team Makaroot 🌱