In one Indian city the family lived. Lived modestly, but very amicably, in love and harmony. The father worked as a musician at court. And so it happened that he was thinking, bum notes during the performance for the Sultan. The Sultan was very severe and put him in prison musician. Hard times came for his family. Wife and his five children left to rotten on the fields of the Sultan, and they had already hopes to see his father. But .... in one of the rainy days Herald the Sultan announced: - the inhabitants of the city ! The Sultan fell ill, the only son, who will be able to cure it? The Sultan is very generous thank that! Thoughtful wife of a musician and talks to her children: - come on, my dear, prepare for the Prince of candy joy with our faith they will be cured, and the Sultan will release your father. She took the chickpeas and grinded into flour.

Butter melted in a frying pan with a thick bottom.

Poured gram flour to butter and roast, stirring constantly, 15 minutes or until a nutty smell.

Brown sugar it is triturated into powder and added to chickpea flour. Slowed down fire, and constantly stirring for another 3 minutes.

Added chopped walnuts and cardamom with cinnamon. Last poured cream a little less than half Cup. Removed from fire and given a few minutes to cool the mass.

Lowering his hands into the cold water, dashed balls the size of a walnut. He looked at his children and added their "Smiles" the cashew nuts, separating them into halves. Put in the cold.

Morning sweets suffered the Prince to the Palace. When the Prince saw and tasted the candy, the whole Blues and flew off. He became again happy and healthy. Let the Sultan musician from prison and his wife more and gold coins given. They opened a shop and began to prepare sweets. Oh, and heroes of this tale a long time yet, and sweets of joy is still cooking.