This idea came to me while eating the last piece of homemade karanji after Diwali. I felt this wave of nostalgia and thought — what if I turned my childhood memories into book covers?
So here’s the first one — Aaji’s Karanji Lesson.
A memory of sitting beside my grandma, learning to make karanjis, and realising that the best recipes are the ones passed down with love. 💛
So here’s the first one — Aaji’s Karanji Lesson.
A memory of sitting beside my grandma, learning to make karanjis, and realising that the best recipes are the ones passed down with love. 💛
