The
smell of Jasmine Agarbatti wafts through the air. Suddenly, wherever I am I
relate that odor to the pooja room of our home. Our noses have a way of
sniffing out nostalgia.
I stepped into an elevator and a bunch of people piled in behind
me. I was behind a woman with her back to me and I could smell the sandal wood
Perfume smell and I hadn’t smelled it in years. It seemed like I was
transported back to the living room of our home where the smell of the sandal
wood comes through the statues and Momento.
I
was walking in the road and suddenly a kind of smell came. I suddenly remembered
the kitchen of my home. I was not able to identify the smell but I could
associate to my kitchen where my mom did my favorites amboda, bonda, batata
vada our kitchen used to be of same smell.
Our
family went on a trip to Nagarhole and Bandipur after a long time. We were
travelling amidst the trees in the forest enjoying the trip. I could smell the
Nilgiri tree suddenly I remembered our bed room, which has Nilgiri smell as my
grand mom uses Nilgiri oil to relieve the pain of her joints.
A stinky smell came into my nose while I was
playing near the lake and suddenly I remembered our bathroom with the diaper
bag of my toddler son lying for more than a day without the air fresheners.
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