Monday, August 26, 2013

The Happy Place

This post has been divided into two parts ,
"The Happy Place" is about different scents around me and how they power up my memory cords.
Smelly to Smiley  is  about this brilliant theory I’ve come up with ,
it’s a fun read make sure u check that one out too.

The Happy Place....

       We all have a place we escape to when the world outside gets too real to deal with. This “go to” place works like an effervescent in our otherwise dull, boring, irksome, mundane lives. This happy place of mine is all over my timeline. Small insignificant everyday things work like little time machines that take me back to my happy place!


@The Movies

     The best thing I love about the movies  is the inviting aroma of the popcorn , the little golden balls of goodness. The scrumptious waft of freshly popped kernels takes me back to some amazing memories of growing up with my brother . Don’t get me wrong , like all siblings, we despised each other. But when we were left home alone , the fun began. I still remember our popcorn n movies marathons.
     No, our popcorn didn’t come straight out of the microwave bag , they were made ol school style , where every pop in the pan was like music to two, hungry, salivating kids and the aroma worked like an open invitation to our friends.

    But people today , are so apocalyptic . They don't wanna dirty their designer kitchens so the aroma of tadka sucked in by the chimney, or worse , it's gets murdered in the microwave.
I remember my MA's theory about cooking , she told me its best to let the aroma of food being cooked to linger in the house, once it's reached you, no matter what part of house your are in, you involuntary start salivating and this , get your gut ready for digestion. Brilliant theory don't you reckon?
So once in while get off the grid and do it like our Mom's did it.

  Dussehra mornings !

       There is a farsan factory right across where I live , and whenever they have gathiyas on the menu , I feel like its Dussehra all over again, I don’t know how many of you know this , but on the Dussehra  morning it’s  customary to have  breakfast consisting of fafda and jalebi . Back in the days , to beat the rush me and my brother would queue up to the local halwai to get out freshly made breakfast , and while we would wait our turn, the smell of freshly made fafda’s kept intoxicating the air … 
 (p. s I am salivating as we speak . When did you say it was Dussehra again?)

The toxic caffeine !

       Am not a coffee drinker , it turns me into this crazy insomniac zombie , but this I learnt way latter in life.. during college I was hung-up on a delicious senior for two years, to emulate him I too started having filter coffee hoping he’d notice me. Soon, I started having sleepless night's and cheekily blamed it on love . But later, was diagnosed with "Caffeine-induced sleep disorder."   Surely my coffee drinking days are passé , but sometimes I secretly open a can of the beans , take a good whiff , and the feeling of  first love comes floating right back;)

  It's Monsoon all year round for me (well , figuratively at least)

      I simply love to wake up to the smell of wet soil when my self-proclaimed, under qualified botanist husband waters his plants every morning . It takes me back to the days of our ancestral home in Gondal, Gujarat . Where my Ba sprinkle the veranda with water every morning , it gave out the most intoxicating aroma in the world , kind of  like the first rains bring with them . She said it was her way of thanking the earth for letting us be a part of her existence…  But today if I try to thank the mother earth form where I live  , am sure the society snobs will slap me with a notice .


The heavenly gift !

     The Parijat , these are Krishna’s favorite flowers she said , Ma made me gather these every morning . She would turn them into a garlands for her Kanha,  while I begged her to narrate the same story every day ..


  “The Parijat flower and fragrance was not available on earth but Lord Krishna brought this heavenly tree to earth at the request of one of his wives, Satyabhama. Both his wives Satyabhama and Rukmini wanted the tree in their courtyard and a quarrel over it ensued between them. But Krishna planted the Parijata tree in Satyabhama's courtyard in such a way that when the tree flowered, the flowers fell in Rukmini's courtyard.”


    I have the same tree in my society and when I leave for work in the morning, sometimes I pick a few. They remind me of Ma and her "folklore of love" all over again. The other day I was in the car with a few in my palm and my husband said , what is with you and these flowers ,Every time you sniff them you have this "orgasmic expression" on your face, is this some kind of a fetish I don’t know about??

I just smiled and told him , this is my happy place honey…. its my My Orgasmic Déjà vu !

      Don't you just wish if companies could package the smell of first rain , or the aroma of freshly brewed coffee or that of freshly popped corn? Am sure if they could, it would be a runaway hit!
I wonder what's stopping AmbiPur????
     Come to think of it,  if you are from AmbiPur, you might want to take a look at my following business proposition :
Why not tie up with the Indian railways and give them your products at subsidized rate.
Have a Set and Refresh put in every compartment of every local and cross-country train.

It would give the poor passengers a good ambiance to travel in . Believe me , when your frozen in a sea of people on a 6.45 local and you nose is dug deep into a not so evolved 100kg fat aunties armpit where words like "deodorants" sound gibberish to her , a refreshing  note of citrus would be a great reminder "that there is light in the other end of the tunnel"

This will give the product great recall and could be an innovative way to reach your audience(considering the two million people who travel by railways each day).
There will be one glitch of it being stolen , but can you really blame the people if they too want their home or office to smell inviting?

 Well , you don't need to steal your AmbiPur ! As opposed to popular belief , it not that expensive , only feels like it ..
 You can simply click on the link below and order yours TODAY!

 This post is my entry for ‘Smelly To Smiley contest’ an initiative by AmbiPur powered by  Indiblogger.


Bhavin Ruparelia said...

This is an awesome Journey from Pop-Corns to Fat 100 Kg Aunties ;)... Written up aptly to the Subject... Smelly to Smiley :)..

a Rat said...

intoxicating smells.. and an interesting writeup.. all the very best :)

anitaexplorer said...

That's cool, Disha!
I love these smells!
Know what? Even I thought of mentioning 'Dussehra' as it's celebrated in my Grandparents' home, but wrote about 'Ganesh Puja' & Rangoli in my post as I had a 2-in-1 pic for it! :)
And we both want Ambi Pur to be ordered from home!
'Ghar Baithe Jeeto Jackpot- Order Karo Ambi Pur!' :)
Same Pinch!
Best Wishes! :)

Khushboo Motihar said...

A wonderful article Disha! I have been reading so many posts and most bloggers love the smell of wet mud and freshly brewed coffee.What an amazing coincidence :)

100 kg aunties was a hilarious addition, they should be gifted free deos! All the best for the contest.

renu sethi said...

NICE..... INTERESTING POST. All the best.

Najm Nisa said...

I too wish few MTC could package the smell of rain and the intoxicating smell of coffee! Hopefully someday. Nice post btw . :-)

Disha Kotak said...

khushboo , i reckon whats more important is the story behind these fragrances !
i wish i too could find the humor wht m in the spot ;P
thanks for stopping by !

Disha Kotak said...

wish you the same !

Disha Kotak said...

shouldn't they ?

alex xavier said...

Nice thought , its all heavenly line, the Hindu religion is most of best in the world,
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