Thank God you always smelled nice!
Since your’s is the only smell that is indelibely etched on my memory, imagine if it wasn’t a pretty one. How traumatized I would have been. And nobody would have known too. What’s up with this kid, why is he scrunching his nose nose all the time? No answer. And it would all have been your fault, that you didn’t talcum yourself enough, or just ate too much masala. May be I would have ended up liking whatever you smelled like Ma. That is very likely too, but that would have been a travesty of a different kind though. Why does this kid never take a rinse? No answer. 😳!! But you saved me all this trouble, by smelling “so nice” all the time. So thank you. Being the only girl child of doting parents, among five brothers, clearly you weren’t raised to cook food for 4 large hungry men in a household of limited means. But you valiantly fought and cooked day in and day out, nevertheless. And we didn’t help either. Neither by letting you know what we wanted to eat that evening, nor by stopping