Hand-painted silks, marble bath, private terrace.
A private garden, a plunge pool, a quiet distance from the world.
A quiet homage to the Indian kitchen.
Single-estate spirits, hand-carved ice, considered conversation.
Ninety minutes that begin with fire and end with stillness.
An address worthy of a once-in-a-lifetime.
Four nights of celebration, curated end to end.
Four generations of hospitality, quietly carried forward.
