Foreword

Her soul was torn
He came as her stitches

She was humiliated, so
He became her praise

She was cheated once, now
He gave her assurance

She was depressed
He made her smile

She wanted to die, but
He taught her to live

She was a beautiful flower
And he made her bloom.

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A sweet dessert made out with sugar syrup Shabna with the sweet fragrance of Maahi. The final dish aka my book would surely be, yummy. If you take a bite, the next moment you would crave for nothing but more. So, I present to you the whole plater of rich flavored 'Shaahi' dish your way. Flip the pages to taste its amazingness.