#MonalofSushness : Day 14. Monal had remembrance of the smell of incense sticks from a time when she was very little. Perhaps three. She remembered artificial fragrance of rose from before her little sister was born. Monal’s Babi, her father loved them and he would light them regularly to express faith and also sometimes just for pleasure.
Monal too grew a soft spot for these hand rolled sticks of beautiful fragrances. Later on in life she would make special trips to particular shops in cities she did not even live in, in search of a certain essence. This was not the only thing she had in common with her Babi. But since she lost her father, it was one of the commonalities she kept alive in her as if to connect with him beyond his death.
Article by Sushmita Gupta
Art by Ashwin Pandya