An artist,a poet at heart & a teacher by profession, pursuing masters in psychology now. Passionate about reading & writing the expressions.
Smell of Memories
While moving down the memory lane
I’ve seen myself growing up
Growing from a naïve child to a mature woman,
A little bud of a rose blooming
And leaving a peculiar fragrance
To enchant the ones with its brilliance.
The smell of the raw mango with salt
And a pinch of pepper
Reminds me of those days
When I used to climb the trees
To pluck the little green fruits
And enter home like the elves.
I used to get maddened as a child
By the smell of the ripe guavas
But I was not allowed to have it
Being allergic to many things then.
I waited for the others to sleep
And relished a bite in the dark night.
The smell of the tulsi leaves
Dissolved in the sacred water
Given to us by our grandfather
Reminds me of those days
When I used to have firm faith
That God listens to our prayers.
On every eve of Makarsankranti
Mother used to make many sweets
The fragrance of that molten jaggery
And the laddoos made up of the secrets
Used to make us impatient for them
Which was forbidden to be eaten then.
The festival of lights is followed by Chhath
In which the Sun god is worshipped,
I’ve lost those precious days of winter
When we waited for that jaggery kheer
Cooked on an earthen bowl by grandmother
Which smelled like something heavenly.
The smell of the night jasmine flower
Which forced us to stay closer
With its irresistible fragrance,
And as we touched its bark layers
We were stung by the thorny caterpillars
The pain of that itch taught us many lessons.
Oh! That smell of the soil
After the water was sprinkled
To get the muddy ground cold,
Makes me nostalgic for those days
When I was carefree like a breeze
Who wandered wherever she fancied.
Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on April 27, 2021:
We grow up but can be instantly transported back in memory when we smell a familiar aroma. Cherish those memories! They are precious!
BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on April 27, 2021:
Memories spurred by our senses sometimes are the best.
Like remembering grandma's cooking or the strawberry fields in their backyard.
Thanks for writing & sharing your memories.
Miebakagh Fiberesima from Port Harcourt, Rivers State, NIGERIA. on April 27, 2021:
Childhood is very fascinating. Thanks for sharing.
Ann Carr from SW England on April 27, 2021:
Amazing how the senses bring back keen and vivid memories, isn't it? A smell, a note of music, a feel of texture, and we are whisked back to another time, with people we miss now. You convey the feeling of it all so well and you concoct some wonderful aromas from your past.
Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on April 27, 2021:
Very nice! Wonderful memories to hold onto.
John Hansen from Queensland Australia on April 27, 2021:
What wonderful memories you have shared, through the delightful sense of smell. Lovely poetry, Anupam.
Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on April 27, 2021:
I can relate to the power of those nostalgic smells. Bring them on! You did that very well. Thanks.