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Smell (revised)

When I was a kid, I once was asked, if I had to give up one from five senses I have, which one I would give up. I answered: smell. I’d be blind without my sight, and deaf, without my hearing. But what’s so bad about not being able to feel the odors of life? Ever since, I underestimated it, yes, my sense of smell. Like I wouldn’t suffer if I didn’t have it.

Then lately, as the rain poured, and damped the ground, creating one of the best scent on Earth, I’ve been wondering: how amazing the sense of smell, built in our nervous system. How we can’t do scent-recording, but how the smell sometimes can be the best memories keeper. The best memories keeper we can’t handle. And we don’t need something like negative rolls of films, or ribbons in cassettes to keep them close to our present or future. They are just nowhere closest to somewhere. And because aromas, are personal, that we can’t even keep them in words.

My elementary school. The street I and my friends regularly walked on the years of junior high school. Splash cologne I wore when I was 13. My English course class room with my first crush on it. Talc powder I wore in high school. My grandma’s house, and its fish pond. Ramadhan, and Padangnese food: my father’s hometown. Perfume I wore when I was 17. My first ‘office’ of internship. Her cigarette’s smoke, coffee shop, and cinema. Bubblegum perfume on my first year in Bandung; when I fell in love. His car. My best friends.

And, yes, smell can keep secrets too.

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Puty Puar. F/28. Indonesian. Working at home mom, blogger, illustrator, book author & enthusiast. Also a small business owner. Contact her through puti [dot] karina [dot] puar [at] gmail [dot] com.


  1. Intinya kita harus bersyukur atas apapun yg kita punya, karena ga semua punya apa yg kita punya. Gitu kan maksudnya mba? :)

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