Call back in blog as well… you really took me to through your journey and with every phase of yours I was going through my journey of smells as well… I have always thought… not just moments the cities have smells as well… I went back to the city where my dadi used to live after a very long time… and the moment I hit the alleys… the smell of the place bought back all the flashbacks of my childhood… thanks for such a beautiful note
The journey through smell, from old age, slow, fulfilling charming life to the hustle bustle of corporate to the risky and bravery of being an entrepreneur. What a refreshing and nostalgic read.
Your blog took me down the memory lane - from the smell of public library books to the smell of pretty bangalore rains!! Absolutely loved this glimpse into the olfactory journey of your life ❤️
Call back in blog as well… you really took me to through your journey and with every phase of yours I was going through my journey of smells as well… I have always thought… not just moments the cities have smells as well… I went back to the city where my dadi used to live after a very long time… and the moment I hit the alleys… the smell of the place bought back all the flashbacks of my childhood… thanks for such a beautiful note
Yes cities do too. For me Bangalore is that city. Thanks for reading :)
Amazing piece Anshu… life happens… with this thread you revisited hope…what a captivating read… clarity :)
Loved it
The journey through smell, from old age, slow, fulfilling charming life to the hustle bustle of corporate to the risky and bravery of being an entrepreneur. What a refreshing and nostalgic read.
The smell of nostalgia, everyone's a little different but the base notes are all the same ❤️
Your blog took me down the memory lane - from the smell of public library books to the smell of pretty bangalore rains!! Absolutely loved this glimpse into the olfactory journey of your life ❤️