Our Story

In a world chasing speed and instant fixes, Meemo is a gentle pause - a return to the roots.

Born from the love and legacy of my grandparents, Meera and Mohan, Meemo is more than just a wellness brand. It is a tribute. A tribute to quiet strength, homemade remedies, and the rituals that shaped generations - long before wellness came in capsules or packaging.

Growing up, wellness was never complicated. It was in the tulsi leaves in morning chai, the finely grinded mulethi powder with honey for cough, the warm water with Triphala before bed. These were not just habits they were inheritances passed down, carefully, lovingly.

At Meemo, we carry forward this wisdom not as nostalgia, but as a way forward. We offer a thoughtfully curated range of Indian superfoods, herbal powders, and nutritious edible seeds that reconnect you to nature’s original healing touch. Each product is rooted in Ayurveda, crafted with purity, and made effortless to fit into modern life.

We source with integrity. We create with intention. We honour where we came from.

Meemo isn’t just about eating clean - it’s about living well, with meaning. It’s for anyone who misses the comfort of their dadi’s home remedies, who believes in the power of real ingredients, and who wants to raise their family on traditions that never failed us.

Because true wellness isn’t trendy - it’s timeless.

Meemo is a name, a memory, a mission.
And we’re here to help you grow naturally, beautifully and with heart.

Why I started Meemo?

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Krateeka Agarwal

Founder

Meemo was born from loss and from love.
After losing my grandparents, I was left with an ache that only memories could soothe. They weren’t just elders but storytellers, healers, and the quiet strength of our home. Traditional in their wisdom yet modern in their thinking, they lived in a way that beautifully blended the past with the present and a kind of wisdom the world needs now more than ever.

At home, wellness wasn’t something bought it was grown, brewed, and lovingly passed down. So I turned to the one thing that reminds me of them: herbs. The smell of tulsi in the veranda, the taste of haldi in warm milk, mulethi for sore throats, the soothing hibiscus oil for shiny and strong hair. Nature was their language of care and I wanted to translate that into a lasting legacy. These weren’t “remedies”, they were acts of care.
After they passed, I wanted to create something that would keep their essence alive not just in me, but in the lives of everyone they touched, also for everyone who ever felt that same ache of losing a guiding hand. That’s how Meemo was born a name crafted by weaving my grandparents names. This is not just a tribute, but a promise: that their presence would live long.