My goal is to offer authentic Indian recipes to all of you at a comparatively affordable price.
Mitti ki Khushboo is my own kitchen, that prepares and delivers homemade Indian foods to your doorsteps or a nearby location. We did it with very minimal investment as no dining facility offered nor any takeaway.Īs this is homemade, only Pre Ordered foods will be served. That actually leads towards this small idea of my cloud kitchen. And the best part was, I am constantly being appreciated.
This time my mind and my heart both were aligned that I should do something that makes me happy.īeing a foodie myself, I love cooking, and I always try to make different authentic Indian items that are not easily available in Stockholm. Today, In Huma Qureshi's Biography we will know about the actress's Early Life, Career, Boyfriend, Web Series, etc. She is particularly known for acting as 'Pushpa Pandey' in the Hindi film 'Jolly LLB 2'.
Then I came to Stockholm as my husband got transferred and I finally had the most desired thing 'TIME' to think about it again. Huma Qureshi is an Indian Actress and model, born on 28 July 1986 in New Delhi, India. But from that day that question appeared many more times in my mind again & again. Because I didn't have time to think of anything else. On that day the answer was 'I am not sure'. Not when the cloud is weeping, nor when I am.To start with, I am a graphics designer by profession. And I was a part of the rat race of earning money for a good lifestyle for almost 10 years till that special day when I asked my self 'Is this what I want from my life?'. The ray of hope instead becomes a chore of waiting for love to come to me.īut it never knocks on my door. We were just a call apart, but the silence took me nowhere. The song ends, and outside my window, I see it has started drizzling. The connection that can get them closer together, being merely ink, wipes off his courage to run on, to endlessly run after the love of his life.īut years later, one cloudy morning, their halted lives resume in the same shower. The rain that brought them together also parts them. The song comes to the verse where everything is falling apart. I wonder if we will stop doing that, stop sharing greetings and gestures of bonding, our intimacy. We have few memories of having tea together. I am unsure how I’ll react to your final departure. I am not saying you are far off, but I feel the longing and the distance between us. I could walk miles–no, I could walk the circumference of the earth–to find you again in the pitiful crowd. I want to revisit it to see you one last time. The classroom of our school is a dreamland. The sheer power of giving in to love moves me. It hits me then I realize I am not just missing you, but every part of our life together. The pain in their tune matches with mine. The unfamiliar words from the lyrics make every sense to me. I get lost in the song and the memory of my misery. Outside, the cloud changes its course and the evening breeze touches my shirtless body. I go back to when I was close to you, but I’d had no courage to let you feel the warmth I carried.
In the first verse, I am as lost as he is. I lie on one side of my bed, by the screen, witnessing his confused face. The tune of his song, ‘Mitti di Khushboo,’ touches my ears silently and calls me to worship. There are things I will never tire of, like his voice. Soothing music was running at the back of my engrossed mind. It was evening I was alone on the balcony counting the stars in the sky, but there were none.
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