Aroma therapy.

When i am in the kitchen or am feeling sad and lost ,i suppose that is how i feel in the kitchen,cooking is not my cup of tea,the scent streamed in through the window from the one directly above is that of a strong shampoo. During family times ,ie when i am at the balcony talking over the phone with my son then the scent streamed in is that of mildly fragrant talcum powder and at times that of agarbhathi.

When i blog the contents which are often now most distasteful to ppts the acrid smell striking my nose through the window [ my windows are always open] is of DDT spray or that of chlorine or that of a strong dash of amurtanjan.

When i gaze out of my bedroom window , a behaviour that is highly frowned upon by charlie then the smell of dead rat or stinking garbage is liberraly released from above.

The other smells an wide assortment of them which charlie has in his bottles and vials to spray on me onto the room, as when he deems fit after studying my facial expressions to the minutest detail, his only job [ it is doubtful whether even the greatest beauty Cleopatra had such an obsessive fan] are that of good knight, the smell of gas leaking, the smell of burnt milk, the smell of feces, when i walk vigorously on the terrace ruminating over happenings [ i am expected to be docile,cook tasty dishes and bond closely with my family only and not think and assert myself] and an indescribably horrible stench .

Some handy tips.:My favourite scent is that of freshly bloomed jasmine flowers as well as the aroma of wet paint and varnish.Stock and spray them for better results.