ARKAN BLEND by Muhammadi Creation Arkan Blend is not simply a perfume oil—it is a quiet revelation. From the very first breath, it becomes clear that this is a composition woven from opposites: light and depth, air and skin, softness and shadow. It does not arrive with loud fanfare, but with the elegant grace of a secret being shared for the first time—something precious, something sacred. The journey begins with a veil of lily of the valley, fresh and sheer, like morning light diffused through the branches of a flowering orchard. Its delicacy is instantly disarming—an invitation to draw closer, to lean in and listen. Just beneath that gentle beginning, neroli rises—bright, bitter-sweet, and alive. The scent is clean and sun-kissed, radiant with citrus blossom but never sharp. It dances around the lily’s pale greenness like light flickering on water, awakening the senses with purity and promise.

BEHROZ The first encounter Behroz is a captivating dance of Ambergris paste, Musk, and Jasmine Auriculatum. The Ambergris lends a soft, oceanic whisper, a smooth, almost ethereal note that drifts like sea foam on a quiet shore. It is immediately embraced by the warmth of Musk, a velvety undertone that adds depth and sensuality, grounding the airy beginnings. Jasmine Auriculatum blooms within this embrace, its floral sweetness delicate yet powerful, like moonlight illuminating a secret garden

EAWAD AL ROSA by Muhammadi Creation Eawad Al Rosa is a fragrance born not from trend or convenience, but from reverence—for the forest, the beast, the bloom, and the silence between them. It is a rare blend that reads like a sacred script written in scent, each drop carrying the weight of lineage, mystery, and emotion. There is no polite introduction here—this is a perfume oil that steps forward with sovereign grace, as if drawn from a hidden chest sealed in time, untouched until now. The first breath delivers the unmistakable depth of aged artisanal Hindi oud—a scent not of wood, but of earth, smoke, and leathered soul. It is bold and textured, with the richness of something once wild, now tamed by years of slow oxidation and patient refinement. It speaks in a low voice, but each word carries centuries. Just beneath it, the aged Combodi oud rises—softer, more fluid, honeyed and resinous, weaving itself into the Hindi with a warmth that softens without diluting. The two ouds do not compete; they coexist like dusk and firelight, shadow and glow, one anchoring the other in fragrant duality.

Emperor’s Musk by Muhammadi Creation This is not a fragrance—it is an atmosphere, a realm, a living memory of ancient earth and imperial grace distilled into scent. The moment it touches the skin, it unfolds not as a composition, but as a legacy—a scent that seems to have existed long before it was bottled, waiting in silence to be awakened. The first impression is profound, marked by the unmistakable presence of Himalayan deer musk. It rises with solemnity, deep and warm, like the hush inside a grand hall carved of stone and shadow. This musk is not loud or animalic—it is aged, tamed, and perfectly restrained, resonating like the low hum of something eternal. It doesn't sit atop the blend, it breathes from within it—an ancient soul beneath a crown of florals.

INFITAR by Muhammadi Creation Infitar is not a fragrance in the traditional sense—it is a breaking open, a soft detonation of memory and matter, soul and smoke. Its name, drawn from the idea of divine rupture, is not metaphor—it is its nature. This is a perfume oil that doesn’t simply unfold; it awakens in phases, each one richer and more visceral than the last. From the first breath, Infitar feels like stepping into a sacred threshold between the physical and the unseen—where the atmosphere is thick, the silence is deep, and something unspoken stirs just beneath the surface. It begins with the grounding presence of oakmoss absolute, ancient and mossy, like forest stone beneath centuries of shadow. It is damp, mineral, deeply textured, evoking the cool darkness of hidden groves where secrets ferment. But even as the earth clings close, benzoin from Sumatra rises with warm resinous sweetness—golden, soft-edged, and comforting, like the scent of ancient scrolls and polished altars warmed by candlelight. Then, olibanum absolute—pure frankincense—enters like smoke lifting from hot embers. It is dry, sacred, and distant, the scent of silence echoing through arched sanctuaries.

IRISH MAU'N                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Irish Mau'n opens with the gentle, verdant embrace of Iris, its powdery, elegant note unfolding like a morning mist over a dewy meadow. The Iris, delicate yet profound, evokes a sense of tranquility and timeless beauty, inviting the wearer into a world of serene grace. Its soft floral character is reminiscent of silken petals caressing the skin, creating a tender, ethereal beginning

KOI-KHOSROW Koi Khosrow is a legend bottled in gold. Named after the noble and tragic Persian king Kay Khosrow, this blend is a fragrant epic, unfolding in layers of sacred beauty, royal sorrow, and timeless elegance. Inspired by ancient dynasties and whispered poetry, it conjures a scent that feels as if drawn from the pages of a forgotten manuscript — one soaked in rose water and bound in oud.

MAJARRAH by Muhammadi Creation Majarrah is an olfactory constellation—an intricately choreographed alignment of noble ingredients that seem to orbit one another in quiet precision. It is not a blend that seeks to impress through volume or extravagance, but one that commands attention through balance, elegance, and atmosphere. The very name Majarrah evokes movement along a divine path, and this perfume oil follows its course with grace—never rushed, never loud, always deliberate. From the outset, Moroccan rose rises with poise and authority. This is not a fleeting floral sparkle but a rose that has depth and complexity—honeyed and dry, tinged with the warmth of sun-soaked petals and the quiet dignity of age. It is beautifully offset by the brightness of neroli, which brings a light, citrus-kissed freshness that moves not above, but through the rose, lending it dimension and breathability. Together, they create a luminous opening—floral, but architectural.