If there’s one dessert that instantly transports me back to my childhood, it’s Gajar Ka Halwa. The moment I catch that sweet, earthy aroma of carrots slow-cooking in ghee (or coconut oil these days), I’m back in my mum’s kitchen—wrapped in a woolen shawl, watching her stir the pot with quiet devotion. This wasn’t just a dessert. It was a winter tradition. Every year, as the temperature dipped and fresh red carrots flooded the markets, my mum would make batch after batch of halwa. No shortcuts. Just love, patience, and a whole lot of stirring.tasted like home.