It is very common for everybody
to have experienced an instance where a faint fragrance fetches a lot of
memories. In our daily lives we tend to
forget about these moments completely but it emerges in our minds as it is
present somewhere in our brain.
Every morning when I water the
hibiscus plant in our garden I remember travelling to Coorg. I like to visit locales that have blissful atmosphere and a magical spiritual element. On our(myself
and my husband) way to Tamara resort in coorg there were a lot of hibiscus
flowers on the sides of the road. A few moments later a mysterious yet attractive
smell came through the car windows which I realized was from the pepper vines
spiraling around the Arecanut trees. As
soon as we reached the resort, we were greeted with a Polianthes Tuberose (Sugandharaja
flower) garland and put a dot on my forehead with sandalwood paste. The refreshing
Polianthes tuberose and sandalwood aroma made me forget the long and tiring
journey.
After having a cup of tea we went
to take a tour of coffee plantation. Not a single thing can be sweeter than the
aroma of coffee flowers. I have always
experienced the flavor of cardamom at home i.e, in a variety of dishes or in
home remedies for nausea and so on but in Coorg, I experienced the fragrance of
cardamom from the garden. The leaves of cardamom plant give a strong yet
scintillating fragrance which I remember even today when I use cardamom in my
kitchen.
The next morning, we started for
the trekking trail of slopes, valleys and through a forest to the top of the
mountain. Fallen leaves in the forest itself enhance the sensory experience.
The smell was fresh like wind through grass. On our way back, we stopped at my
uncle’s place in Mysore who has a beautiful backyard filled with Jasmine plants.
Early in the morning, the dew drops on each jasmine flower and leaves gave a
divine fragrance which I long to experience again and again.
While travelling back to
Bangalore with all these fresh memories, we were blessed to watch and drive
through first summer showers. The parched fields of Ragi and paddy started
taking all the tiny drops of rain and release a heavenly fragrance from
underneath the soil. As the rain drops began to grow in size and get us
drenched we were forced to close the windows. The mild fragrance of Godrej aer http://www.godrejaer.com/
started filling the atmosphere inside the car. I took a deep breath and enjoyed
the rest of the journey to Bangalore. Whenever I come to my garden I remember
all these rich and vibrant memories.
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