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Lingering scent

  DAD 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’…

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Remembrance

…ricate maze. Every perfumery I visit, I keep trying to get the whiff of my scent, his scent. I associate it with him and his love, his obsession with me and my hopeless devotion to him. Being in love is a wonderful feeling and every little thing associated with it becomes a sweet memory and torment. The fragrance of love permeates every pore of your body.” Remembrance is a fragrant bloom in the garden of life. Sulekha aka Lucks p.s. To be co…

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Forgotten Scent of Love

THEN– Pia takes a pen out of her handbag, to sign some papers at the bank, and the black leather phone cover falls out onto the floor. She smiles, remembering the night this had come to be hers, and the confusion surrounding it. Sameer had come down from Paris, where he had been working for the last couple of years and she had invited him and a few of her other close friends over for dinner They had been reminiscing about college and the f…

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My Published Stories

…e, wherein 36 amazing bloggers have shared their favorite posts. My post, ‘Lingering Scent’, is one of them. “Clothes have a tendency to retain the perfume even after they are washed.The gown you had worn to the dance reeks of your Hugo Boss woman perfume, post wash.My son’s school uniforms scream Axe doe-spray.My Dad’s shirt has his …” This eBook has been compiled by the inimitable Vidya Sury. 4. Social Potpourri – An Anthology II Social Potpourr…

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My Most Favorite Memory #WriteBravely

…’ve made and the ones I am yet to meet also add to my treasure and will continue adding value and joy to my life. There are endless moments in my treasure chest to keep me company. One of them is this post I’d written a long time ago. Lingering Scent is a treasured memory whose fragrance continues to linger in my soul.   ‘I am taking part in The Write Tribe Festival of Words #6‘. 7 prompts for 7 days. Day 1 (5 Aug/Sat) – Write about a t…

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Memories of Us.

…t see me Mentally filing away little snatches Of our conversations Did not notice Me picking up a few breathtaking And incredible moments Were unaware of me Scooping up lots of caressing smiles. Didn’t see me Gather carefully Some lingering glances From your mesmerizing eyes   But I hope I was wrong And you did witness it all Yet let me steal A bit of you and me From this world. By Sulekha Rawat             &nbsp…

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In Your Absence

…d her ears Her feet froze on the floor.   He had come back to her Kept his erstwhile promise But she had ceased to be, In his lingering absence. By Sulekha Rawat…

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Write Tribe’s ‘The smell of old books’

…… The smell of old books, tease my senses . I inhale the comforting, scent and travel back in time.   I wish to relive the magical moments, imprinted on these treasured pages. The stories are etched on my mind, along with the familiar whiff of the, books they are concealed in.   Give me the smell of old books any day, and transport me to a happy place. I look forward to closing my eyes and losing myself in its perfumed embrace. &nb…

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Countless – A Story

…her smile, saw her laughter, smelt her touch and touched her affectionate scent. She was with him in his watery grave while he had abandoned her on a bright and sunny day. She had loved him.   By Sulekha Rawat I am participating in the blogging from A to Z Challenge from 1-30 April, 2014 and this post is written as a part of that challenge. Check out some amazing participating blogs here. My theme for the challenge is 55 Fiction, stories in…

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The Story From A To Z – A to Z Challenge

…her smile, saw her laughter, smelt her touch and touched her affectionate scent. She was with him in his watery grave while he had abandoned her on a bright and sunny day. She had loved him. Death was a welcome relief to him after living a hollow and bereft life for these past many years. With the constant ticking of the watch reminding him of the endless lonely guilt-ridden days ahead of him, the unbearable emotions threatening to spill over at…