Temple Nag Incense Sticks

A sacred union of worldly and temple incense comes to life in this exceptional blend of the finest Nag Champa oils and high-grade Indonesian benzoin. Ingredients once difficult to harmonize are now masterfully united by our exceptionally talented perfumers.

Long ago, deep within the emerald forests of southern India, there stood an ancient stone temple. Moss grew on its walls, and the air was thick with sandalwood smoke and the fragrance of champaka flowers. Every morning, devotees came with garlands of golden blossoms to honor the goddess who watched over them.

But few knew that another guardian lived within the temple — a Nāga, a serpent of shimmering emerald scales and eyes like drops of molten gold. His name was Anantaka.

By day, he coiled silently around the roots of the sacred banyan tree that grew near the shrine. By night, when the moonlight streamed through the cracked roof and silvered the carvings, Anantaka would glide softly through the temple corridors.

He loved one thing above all else — the scent of champaka.

Whenever the devotees placed fresh blossoms at the goddess’s feet, the perfume drifted through the air. Anantaka would raise his hood, tasting the fragrance as though it were nectar. The scent, sweet and deep like honeyed rain, filled him with peace.

He never touched the offerings, never harmed a soul.
Instead, he became the temple’s silent guardian. The villagers noticed that since the Nāga had come, no drought ever struck their fields, and their children slept soundly without fear of snakes or storms.

So they began to leave not only flowers but also small bowls of milk near the shrine.
And each dawn, they found the bowls empty and a single champaka petal laid upon the stone — as though the Nāga had offered his thanks.

Centuries passed, the temple slowly fell into ruin, and vines covered the goddess’s statue. But when the wind blows through the old forest even today, people say a faint sweetness lingers in the air —
the perfume of champaka blossoms, and the breath of Anantaka, the flower-scented Nāga, still guarding the sacred place.