Friday, January 1, 2010

THE ODOR

Odor is the messages to heart from the sight of our nose.

My primary class room of Valanjavazhi School always filled with smell of pigeon excreta

The hands of dear friend Rajamany smells like fish curry and old rice dish.

എന്റെ അച്ഛനു ചാര്‍മിനാര്‍ സിഗരറ്റിന്റെ
മണമായിരുന്നു.

In college, the lean and innocent half sarree dressed girls come with the nice fragrance of jasmine flower which they kept neatly in the black hair.

some girl friend has smell of Vico-termeric face cream, the very popular and rarely available beauty enhancing cream of that time.

I like the scent of new books ,magazines and periodicals, which was available in my home, when it open as fresh the Fragrance of printing ink and virgin paper gave me kick of reading.

When I started to earn some money I have bought a Park Avenue perfume which costs about my one months earning, but the scent and confidence that gave me was immense.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

i do agree completely..some of these odours are shared by my childhood..