Clothes have a tendency to retain the perfume even after a wash. The gown you had worn to the dance reeks of your Hugo Boss woman perfume, post wash. My son’s school uniforms scream Axe doespray. My Dad’s shirt has his smell,the woodsy,brylcreemy smell. I had bought a shirt for him on Nov 17th 2009 from ‘Cottons’ in Bandra, Mumbai. I hadn’t known then that it was going to be my last gift to him. It’s a white shirt with little blue flowers,Dad had loved the shirt.
On 8th Jan 2010, he had wanted to wear this shirt but it had gone for a wash. I think he knew he was leaving this world and going away from us all. My sister-in-law, Jyoti, tells me that he had been very upset when he was told that the shirt was still wet. My nieces, Kavya and Diya, had been playing Bob Marley’s song,”Don’t Worry Be Happy’ on the computer and Dad Had been enjoying this number. All those who were lucky enough to be near him in his last few moments, share their memories with me. I just listen and try to recollect my last memory of him.
It was on Nov 22nd 2009, that I had seen him smiling and wishing me good luck for the last time. I had been on my way to the airport to come to Delhi. I remember him giving me a sweet hug, he had lost a lot of weight but his hugs were still the same. I don’t really remember whether he had come down to the car or said goodbye from the 3rd floor balcony. Had I known that it was the last time I would be meeting him, I would have told him that I loved him a lot. He was my number one Man. The only person in this world who I could depend on, who would do anything for me, anything. I had so much faith in him,to get me the Moon even ,if I asked for it. He was my own fairy Godfather. Ever since he has gone away, I am an ordinary person without any special powers.
I have his shirt with me though and it smells of my Dad’s brylcreem and deo and his special daddy smell. I can feel t he is close when I hold it in my hands. How do I bottle this fragrance? How do I keep it smelling sweetly of him, forever?
Lucks aka Sulekha