second hand bookstores, singing in the bathroom, freshly cut tuberoses, talking about glass rainbows and cabbages, perfume
second hand bookstores: second hand bookstores are one of my favourite places to be.I love them for the sight of books piled one on top of the other,for the yellowed and creased pages of old books, for those cozy,dark corners made for hungrily dipping into those pages, for that possiblity of a chat with a usually wise and wizened shop owner who has his own tales to tell and of course for the prices (though I remember on more than one ocassion preferring to pay more for what looked like an older copy of the same book).I love prowling in a second hand bookstore, not knowing what I might find!
singing in the bathroom: I am not sure why, but the bathroom is one of my favorite places to sing- maybe its the wonderful acoustics or the fact that nobody can hear me when I'm in there..
I remember my best friend and I actually choosing the ladies room(owing to its superior acoustics)to 'tape' our voices on the last day of high school. We sang Carpenters' 'I'd say good bye to love' and Vanessa William's 'Save the best for last',fighting to sing our favorite lines, letting everyone think we were crazy..
freshly cut tuberoses: Tuberose or Rajnigandha as its called in Hindi is my mother's favourite flower. One of my Dad's bachelor friends who was often invited for dinner, would bring a bouquet of fresh tuberoses for my mom, as a thank you. And then for the next day or so, a cool elusive smell would float in the living room - sweet,dewy and incredibly beautiful.That is my first memory of smelling tuberoses and it has been my favourite flower since.
talking about glass rainbows and cabbages: 'glass rainbows and cabbages' was kind of my version of ' cabbages and kings'...So glass rainbows refers to those intangible but breakable,beautiful things or thoughts(sort of 'a whiff of wind and they'll blow away' airy fancies)..and by cabbages I mean the more mundane but 'absolutely necessary' daily goings on. I guess..I could mean food too, as I love cooking and experimenting with spices and flavours..but food is not mundane(while cabbage sounds too prosy)..:)I guess its obvious that I am not one of those who eat to live.
perfume:I have always found certain smells to be very evocative of a particular memory or a person- the scent of my grandmother's sarees used to remind me of her, the smell of some South Indian dishes remind me of my mom..If I wanted to intellectualize my love of perfume I would say it was born of my strong scent memories and associations..but I won't- I just love perfume!..I love how it slowly evolves on my skin, how it smells different on different parts of my arm..how it can influence my mood or express how I am feeling...