Life in a Whiff
There is an old shop in my home town that sells spices . I used to visit it along with my Grandfather when I was a kid.Every time I walk past it, my childhood passes before me leaving me in
a trance. Memories which we think are lost and gone come racing by when you get
the faintest sense of a scent associated with it.
It’s said the taste of anything sumptuous
that we have has a lot to do with its aroma.
The earthy zephyr from a village is
the closest one will ever come to comprehending the scent of Nature. Through
the pollen and grain from the fields and the trees, the village breeze brings
along with it the Nature’s soul.
The whiff of Cold lies in the lap
of a winter night and the scent of Summer is wrapped in the gentle wind that passes
through the sun and the sand in a beach.
Knowledge lies hidden in the time locked fragrance of the pages of an old book. Divinity manifests itself in the incense of candles.
If ever we were to come close to understanding
the fragrance of heaven, it will be through the pleasantness that emerges from the Earth’s within when it bathes in the first Monsoon rain.
Still, scent remains the most unsung of
all the senses. My be because, it defies our attempts to depict it. Neither can we brush it
across a canvas nor can we lock it in a symphony. Words fail us when we try to
describe it neither are actions of much help.
Like the numerous wonders of nature, there lies the whiff of life, in
the elusiveness of the whiff itself.
Arun Babu.
Arun Babu.
Life in a whiff is classy,seemed poetic and had a grace..Liked the line "Knowledge lies hidden in the time locked fragrance of the pages of an old book. Divinity manifests itself in the incense of candles."
ReplyDeleteThank you so much :)
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