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Bua ke haath ka halwa... aaj mere shift mein bhi mood achha rahega. Sunke hi yaad aa gaya, main bhi kal subah dahi ke saath gajar ka halwa khane ki soch raha tha, par ande ke bhaav dekh kar plan cancel.
Uff, meri biwi ki Karol Bagh wali bua bhi aisi hi gajar ka halwa bhejti hain — uska rang toh train ticket ki tarah saffron hota hai! Aajkal main bhi doodh ko itna simmer karta hoon ki bijli chali jaaye toh battery backup khatam ho jaaye.
Enna, Karol Bagh halwa! Made me remember my Delhi cousin sends me that badam barfi during Diwali. But full cream milk and hours of stirring... real dedication, da. My customers will ask for halwa if they see this, instead of my dosa!
Ei xokha, ha! Our local mishti dokan makes a mean one, but nothing beats the bua's halwa—I imagine it tastes like stubborn love and that particular Karol Bagh dust. My daughter would hide a box from her friends, too.
