Smell, the unsung hero of our senses, weaves a tapestry of memories and emotions. With a single whiff, the past comes alive, transporting us to forgotten moments and loved ones. The aroma of freshly baked cookies conjures warm afternoons spent with grandma, friends, and families, while the salty ocean air whispers secret adventures.
Smell has the power to evoke feelings and memories more vividly than any other sense. It's the scent of freshly cut grass on a spring morning, the pungent smell of a rainy city street, or the comforting aroma of food from the fireplace on the moonlight night.
Our sense of smell is intimately tied to our emotions, memories, and experiences. It can evoke powerful responses, from the comfort of a familiar perfume to the revulsion of a foul odor.
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Some of us have a very strong and sensitive nose. Some of us can smell and tell them exactly the spot a foul or sweet aroma is coming from. Let me tell you a little story about my sense of smell. I can perceive
A smell and even tell you where the smell is coming from and it will be accurate. One day my boss came into the office and perceived a foul smell in her office and you know rich women and their wahala at times.
I wasn't around when this was happening, she asked the call me. She trusts my sense of smell. So I came and met them outside. In my mind(wetin happen again) every eye was on me, I was like wetin I don commit but I never entered her office or seen her today, why everybody come dey look me like say something lost.
I greeted her and asked politely, Ma you send for me, she said yes, and she told me that something was smelling inside her office, she said to go inside my office, and I walked in. Oh, my fada my fada. My nose was greeted with so annoying, stomach-recking odor. I just rush out. Then the cleaner asked a very stupid question that annoyed both me and the madam at the same time, the place dey smell, I was like are you serious right now? Like can't you perceive that foul smell abi you just dey pretend? She was like I can't perceive anything she now says so una dey smell something馃槀馃槀馃槀.
No, we dey breathe something. My boss was like, I will be waiting in your office, my face 馃槻馃槻, madam na your office be this na. oh, I forgot to let you guys know, the smell was like a rotten egg. Finally, we were able to get rid of the foul smell that threatened to spoil the sweet morning. Do I remind you all that I always perceive the office after the cleaner cleans and before she enters the office, that has become part of my work description馃檮馃檮 now. It's funny how even my friends and family call me to guess what they are cooking, every time am around. How I love to guess as long as the food will enter my stomach. I once had a serious argument with my friends about what my neighbor was cooking. I said is afang soup but they insisted it was just pumpkin (ugu) soup. Guess what I won cause it turned it to be afang.
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let's cherish this often-overlooked sense, and indulge in the symphony of scents that surround us. For in the world of smell, memories are made, emotions are stirred, and the beauty of life is revealed in every whiff.
