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Tuesday, September 3, 2013

SEVEN Smells To Smile................................



Sid: Hey Wifey,Guess what? Got  call from the office, my leave is over & have to join back in two days time.
Ria: (Blank) bluffing huh?
Sid: No am serious. You too as well joining with me. What?? Are you not happy?
Ria. Off course am happy. Its just we haven’t spent enough time at home and parents are expecting us to visit them.
Sid: I know baby but you know the drill. I am leaving for office to collect our papers. Will you manage with the packing?
Ria: (sigh) You forgot. As if I got a chance to unpack them.
Sid: Grrrrrr…See you later.
Ria:………………………………………………………………………………


“Do not wish for things you regret later”. God has really fulfilled my desire to the fullest. Living a nomadic life has its own pros & cons. Adventure, sailing, exploring numerous places, exotic food, who shall not wish for a spectacular life. I know few people yearn to fill-in my shoes. However they are not aware of the darker side. Leaving a life behind, people you love, tit bit joys, home-cooked food and friends can undeniably turn a person to alter his wanderlust longings.
Living far away from your cocoon, you only left with the undiminished memories to treasure & to embrace them with people & places. I recollect my bygones through pictures, videos, letters, cards, food & smells. Ah!! Smells, how they forge a link and take us back to the finer moments of the past. I am a victim of nostalgia & few distinct smells are what sustain me to overcome my homesickness.


Sacrosanct smell of Wet Mud- 
The small pleasures of inhaling the first rains, smells of the wet grounds ring bells of the imminent springs. Those wonderful earthy fragrances buried under evoke my childhood memories. Dancing in the first rains, long geri routes, ginger tea with hot pakoras , pool parties reawakens bond with your old self.

Sinful smell of mom’s cooking-  
Is anything more scrumptious then mom’s home cooked food. It’s indeed my treasure trove. All the aromas coming from the kitchen, the smell of baked apple pie, the fenugreeks tadka , whiff of all the sweets & delicacies transports me across thousands of miles straight to my mum’s kitchen.

Sensual Smell of Dad’s Aftershave
Being an Army man, my dad was often away on deployment. I remember he always used to keep a shaving kit full of scents & aftershaves. Old spice, that’s the aftershave my dad wore but it has indeed changed now.

Scrumptious smell of Mangoes
Entering the house & sniffing the fragrance of fresh mangoes means the arrival of summers. Bless our parents for maintaining our old village orchids so that we can pass on the legacy to our own children.

Smell of Shoe Polish
Call me crazy but am addicted to the smell of bootpoish.And it certainly took me back to school days. For many years it was an evening ritual to polish shoes along with my siblings & a challenge who will shine them  most.

Sweet Baby smell –
The best smell in the world has to be the smell of a new born baby. I feel babies have special & distinct fragrances .Am very close to my 1.5 year old niece & have kept her romper with me as souvenir. I still get the whiff of Johnson's baby products & my heart yearn me to embark on motherhood ride soon.

Sacred Smell of Incense sticks –  
Whenever I went to my parents place, my morning kick starts with the sacred smells of agarbatti and I never forget to carry them along. Though it’s not allowed to light on ship for safety reason but still they spread its aroma all around.


 “Heart thoughts are profound, hindsight aches and hope is obscure. I'm craving a great adventure -- one that leads me back home.”



35 comments:

  1. I love this! Smells bring memories and emotion. My favorite is the smell of cotton. I grew up on a cotton farm.

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    1. Wow cotton farm.That must be a one hell of experience.Green & picturesque...:)

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  2. I can relate to the homesickness part. My work involves travel and while I get envious looks and comments about travelling to various places but I long for the comforts of my home and not the luxurious (and sometimes average) hotel room. Yes, we smells have the power to transport back in time. Lovely post! :)

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    1. Oh then you can understand my anguish.We poor ones have to be satisfied from the power of smell.Thank you for reading.

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  3. I can smell the soothing incense.Good smell can uplift our mood

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    1. Indeed Usha & it acn bring back beautiful memories.

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  4. ohh smelly to smiley post indeed!

    interesting read :)

    jasmeet
    http://emotestar.blogspot.com

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  5. I am pleased to know that someone is great with smells. For me,smelling things is a nightmare.. Petrichor (actinomycetes fungi)-smell of rain!(from my botany classes)
    Smell of ghee being produced from milk (when my mother used to cook)
    smell of stinking-with-milk babies! sigh..
    see what kind of assaults i have gone through.. :D
    chalo,Never mind my bickering,I hope you have nice memories for the close-ones of yours when you come back to India and then write a post about missing phoreeen land! :P

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    1. WHARTTTT? Nightmare?? well you are on of your kind mate.What is petrichor? & yes smell of ghee is terrible..YUCK!!
      Yes i will defiantly going to write a post about my Phorren land as you put.;)

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  6. Love ur list.As a child,love the fragrance haha of shoe polish. Such a feel good post:)

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    1. Thank god am not the only crazy one here...:)

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  7. Your post hits right notes of nostalgia.. :) lovely read!

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  8. That was a good take on Seven. I am totally with you on this, and most importantly the most relevant for me at the moment is Baby Smell. It is divine. :-)
    Moreover, I am the opposite of you. I hate nomadic life. I feel homesick even when I am visiting my parents. One of my friends, who was in Corporate Communications, would travel extensively to Europe for PR activities of her company. Honestly, I never felt an iota of envy. When I was working, I was in Marketing Communication. It wasn't a travelling profile. I would quash all suggestions of travelling from my boss. I traveled only on 3 occasions in 4 years, apart from few trips to Mumbai [from Pune] for some meetings.

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    1. Hey Reema i always love reading your comments.Real & true.As i said baby smells are indeed divine.
      Yes yes you told me about not liking the travel part.You are peace person.But poor people like me do not have much choice.Staying at home means living without husband and am telling you its one lonely life.

      So i guess am out of option.

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  9. Those are lovely memories and it's amazing how many memories are associated with smell!!
    I confess that even though earlier, I would love a nomadic life, now I cannot think of moving! Maybe because of the kids!

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    1. Yes i understand Roshni. This is reason why we are putting off having kids for a while.Thank you for reading.

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  10. Beautiful....as we go on all we are left with is fond memories :)

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    1. Yes and through smells we can re-bond with our memories.

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  11. My dad also wore Old Spice. Nice post. Smells trigger so many memories.

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    1. really i thing at that era old Spice was the only option.

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  12. Smelly post! I never thought of my favorite smells till date, but I love all those smells you mentioned. Smells takes us to places and memories.

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    1. Thank you Sheetal & now you can rack your mind for thinking your fav fragrances..

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  13. I love the smell of rain :D and the smell of my sister's cooking :D
    Smells do bring back a flood of memories

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    1. Am so much addicted to the smells of wet land.:)& home cooking from loved ones are true blessing i believe.

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  14. Feeling nostalgic is good. I have a very strong smelling power and I remember that I used to tell my mom what she has cooked for the lunch when I came back from school.

    This still happens but I do it to my wife.

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    1. than you are a one talented guy.But i think you must have spoiled few surprises from your wife's delights by sniffing before hand..

      Thank you for reading & coming to my space..

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  15. Love this. Some of the things are common, like the shoe polish. And I liked the smell of petrol too (when in school - not now) So on the way to school used to walk very slowly when passing the one and only petrol pump in the vicinity.
    ... and the smell of wet mud.... what is life if you have not squished mud inbetween your toes in a poodle of rain water.
    Wonderful.

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    1. Really then we are friends for life. petrol is my another favourite fragrance though some people would say stinker.......

      Thank you for reading....

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  16. your post reminds me of the conversation between Ranbir and Deepika at the sunset scene in the movie 'Yeh Jawaani hai Deewani'...and the way Rabir ends it saying 'you are not right, you are just different' and that i think sums it all

    you can check out my post here-
    Karan - Brother

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  17. Thank you karan for the lovely comment and opening a door for my emotions for my love crush Ranbeer...........................

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  18. wasnt there a indiblogger challenge on smells? I hope u sumbiitted this cause ur post bought back soo many memories of childhood..

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