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Monday, July 2 ( Scents @ 14:02:00 ) Well, on afternoons like this, fond memories that are stored in the subconscious mind seems to flash itself back over and over in my mind. I realised that most of my memories are being related to senses. Mostly scents and smells. Our nose and scents around us are miraculously harmonise it seems. Scents can let us sense danger, security, familiarity, or even that sense of nolstagia, giving us that block nose feeling. Sitting here now, with a piece of swiss roll half eaten in from of me, the sweet delighting smell brings back the memories of those afternoons when I sit in that favourite small tea-shop of mine, having chocolate triple cheesecake that seems to melt in my mouth, trigerring my taste-bud and sending me to seventh-heaven on a delicate piece of china plate alongside a glass of freezing cold latte with extra cream and froth-just the way I like it. The warm smell of freshly baked muffins and cakes wafted from the tiny kitchen separated from the outer part of the shop by a tinted glass wall with brilliant colours of the rainbow, providing a cheerful and warm atmosphere, perfect for finishing up those romance novels that I did not have time to read after flipping throught the first 5 pages. I miss those quiet afternoons alone. The scent of mom's cosmetics and cream seems heavy in the air especially during night time and in the morning when she got ready for work seems like a part that is inseparable from mom, and contribute to a small part of "mom-ness". The feeling give me a warm and happy feeling that make me feel as if I could jump up of bed in the morning and tranquil me to go to sleep at night. The smell stays until now. it's on her clothes, her pillows and her bed. I used to ran into my parents' room when mom is getting ready for work and snuggle in her neatly-made bed after dad had went out to work. The smells hung in the air, making the room feel so fresh and energetic and i remember how mom would shooed me out of the room even when I insist on staying there longer. It seems like yesterday but the truth is that it had been a few years since I last did that. And I misses those moments too. Scents surely do bring back many memories of the past. The smell of dust as I rode at the back of the motorbike back from school indicate a construction nearby and the sweet aroma of freshly bake muffins in the oven means we are having freshly baked-muffin for teatime. The smell of belachan-induced green veges had my mouth watered after a long morning at school. It had been a while since I had had one of those shrimps dishes due to my intolerant to several types of seafood. Even during my childhood, I remember the smell of innocence, those days when I would be delighted when mom brought back butter cookies from the supermarket while running her errands. And now, while missing that somebody, I am again reminded of the tenderness of you hugging me tight, and kssing me gently on my lips. The scent of you on those exam's afternoons where I would fall asleep on my bed in the midst of piles of books and you would came in quietly, planting a kiss on my forehead and then gently waking me up so you could tucked me in bed for a short nap before a long evening revising for the next day history papers. Also reminding me of that particular afternoon, our first and only time at my favourite ice-cream shop. The coldness at the back of the throat when the my chocolate ice-cream melts is not felt as the warmth of your body could be felt as you sit close by me. You were having wine ice-cream that afternoon. I remember clearly, as I fed you my ice-cream, we broke into giggles at some silly jokes. It's that cologne smell of yours that makes me think of you and send a surging sense of warmth and security into my body everytime. And I don't even know the name of that cologne because you never tell me even when I asked. Right now, i can smell your scent, that scent is just part of you and part of us. Uncertainty hungs in my mind but I hope for the best. *fingers cross*  Labels: Emotions and Memories 2 comments |
