We Indians expect other countries to top this!
There are some smells from childhood that stick with you, smells with which you quickly associate a memory of a person, place or thing. Here are some on mine from growing up in India.
1. fried fish = missing grandma
2. sticky, sweet honey = grandpa slaughtering a giant jack fruit with his machete
3. ginger and lemon = icky sore throats
4. disinfectant = mom scrubbing me clean (on the front porch)
5. coffee = quality time with dad = finding errors in the newspaper
6. rotten mangos and sweat = hugs from a specific uncle
7. asafoetida = people sans deodorant
8. rancid oil – yummy roadside treats
9. sour milk = poor rural clinics
10. Baked potato = a cobra is slithering somewhere close by
See the orange line? This is what the border between Pakistan and India, floodlit for surveillance purposes, looks like at night, from space.
The bundles of light in the photo, which was taken from north to south, are the following cities: Delhi (top center), Srinagar (left), Lahore (center, just below the border line), and Islamabad (bottom center.)
The picture, taken by the International Space Station’s Expedition 28 crew, was shot on Aug. 21 and recently released.(Source: http://blogs.wsj.com/)
In 2004 our family visited a few of the old palaces of Rajasthan. Sarah Egger, a family friend accompanied us. It was one of our best vacations. I am really bad at photography and even worse at organizing pictures (or anything else). But here are some pictures, picked randomly.