Pann Puza – the story sums it up!

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Here is how the folklore goes. This is the version that my grandmother used to tell us and this is what we narrate each year while doing the puza. The accuracy of the story is not important, the learning from it is. It is said that there was an extremely poor unmarried lady who lived with her mother in a village in Srinagar. They were so poor that it had become a curse to live each day. At some point they saw a bunch of people preparing this sweet from dough (Roth) and performing a puza. On … [Read more...]

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