I smelt memories of Ncastle today

Ibu cooked Chicken Biryani Pulao for dinner. Served with chicken madras and home made salsa-ish sauce (I have no idea what its called because I just swished some ingredients together).

And the aroma of this spread jolted me back to the Ramadhans I had during my 8-11 years of age. I can almost see flickering images of the siblings, friends, running around after iftar at the masjeed. Then picking up half emptied coke bottle, then sitting in a corner to pool together our catch of the day, and fill up bottles so they look like brand new.

The power of scent.

I love how this girl planned for her memories in scents.

…..we decided that each of us would buy a new fragrance that we’d never worn before, and use it during the weeks leading up to our wedding, on our wedding day, and then on our honeymoon — after that, we only used them as decorative pieces. We did this so we’d be able to recall all those beautiful moments that the human sense of smell has the power to recreate. ….

Would love to do this some day.