It specializes in six perfumes which are Rose, Henna, Shamama Henna, Mogra, Bela and the eponymous Mitti Attar among others. Kannauj, a city in Uttar Pradesh, is known as the perfume capital of India and the Grasse of the East.

So they found a way to capture this smell of rain in a small leather bottle, and capitalised on it too so that we might own a bottle as well, just as long as we can pay the price. For a city in India, however, just one season of this musty smell of wet earth simply wasn’t enough. Almost everyone associates the smell of petrichor with a distinct memory (mostly happy) and year after year, monsoon makes sure that nostalgia along with nature, remains as green as ever. When the first rains hit the ground, the smell of raw earth send millions of people into a state of olfactory bliss. To this end, here’s a beautiful article from our archives on a city that manufactures Mitti Attar, or perfume that smells of petrichor.ĭon’t forget your cuppa as you read below.) The smell of freshly washed Earth, your hot cardamom-ginger-Tulsi chai, and maybe a mellow song or a nice book, and that’s the rains this year. With July almost here, monsoons have dutifully arrived! The best part about the rains this year is that we can actually stay home and enjoy them without dealing with the woes they bring along. Even though the whole world is basically getting tossed and turned, the little joys continue to exist, and it’s truly upon us to find them. I also think that after Cyclone Amphan, Cyclone Nisarga was just there for jump-scare effects.

A lot of people have been calling the murderous locusts a plot hole, but I think they will return post interval. (Editor’s Note: More than three months into the pandemic, pretty much every piece of news feels like a plot twist in a thriller zombie movie.

Kannauj mitti attar