There are certain things that never fail to make me nostalgic. It could be a familiar smell, a particular flavor, or even a moment that triggers déjà vu. Strangely, when I reflect on these memories in detail, I realize they weren’t all that significant when they first happened. Yet, they’ve lingered, tucked away in the corners of my mind.
One recurring theme is the scent that rises from the ground when it rains after a long dry spell. That earthy aroma has an almost magical qualityit instantly transports me back to my childhood. I can vividly recall running barefoot across the sprawling grounds of my grandfather’s house, the cool rain mingling with the warmth of the soil.
The mind works in curious ways. It refuses to recall something urgent, like a phone number you forgot to save, yet it serves up vivid fragments of a past long gone. Nostalgia is bittersweet, but perhaps it’s these little flashes of memory that keep the past alive within us.
Discover more from Manoj Nair Online
Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.