So I’m running late on posting on the prompt of the day. I’m trying to catch up. The word for yesterday was “scent”. I didn’t have much to write on it – so here’s a very short and simple take.
My morning jog takes my senses through a lot of scents –
The scent of the sea
The scent of the sand
The scent of the sweat dripping down my tired body
The scent of the Indian street food the hawker is selling
The scent of the market and all the hustling people
The scent of the flowers that line my path
The scent of the car smoke that fills the air
The scent of the dog poop along the way
The scent of the incense sticks burning in the temple
The scent of soap coming from the freshly bathed people rushing to work
The scent of the yummy food coming from my neighbour’s kitchen window
The scent of the coffee you’re brewing for me
The strongest scent of all – the scent of home, the scent of you!
Happy Panda 
I feel like I’m running with you and got sneak peek of India. I’d love to try Indian street food some day. I didn’t know that there street vendors are called hawkers. That sounds cool.
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Indian street food is amazing but you need to build up your stomach to enjoy it. 🙈 It doesn’t suit a lot of non-Indians.
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