Thursday 10 April 2014

~*An Olfactory Oopsy Daisy!*~

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Five Senses Of The Human Body.

Tongue.
Eyes.
Nose.
Skin.
Ears.

Wonder, why I've arranged them, like that?

Look Closely.

You'll read - TENSE.

Why Tense?

Does it hint you to #WhatsThatSmellBoss?

Well, you've been led to the right place, Dear Reader.

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My Faculty Of Smell.

The One Which Is Considered To Be My Strongest Sense.

The One Which I Was Proud Of.

I Say Was.

Because, You Are About To Read An Account...

Of How, My Strong Sense Of Smell...

Became A Strength I Regretted.

Even If For A Tenth Of A Second.

Even If For A Couple Of Hours.

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Rewind In Time...

Not Much...

Only To 2009.

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Picture This.

A New Home.

With A New Washroom. (Of Course. :P)

But...

With An Old Geyser.

A Faulty Geyser.

With Rusty Outlets.

In The Chill Of January!

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A New Washroom, With Faulty Equipment...

Doesn't Suit.

Does It?


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So, I reach out to the Phone.

Call Up The Plumber.

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The only mistake I committed...

I told him to come inside the house, albeit His Shoes!

He stepped inside a dry washroom, with his socks on his feet.


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A tingling sensation disturbed my olfactory nerves.

That sensation soon turned into a Stench.

Poor Me, wondering...

An unoccupied, new house and an unused, new washroom, could possibly generate Zero Stench.

It Was Too Late...

Poor Me realized my folly.

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It were His Feet.

His Socks.

And That Unbearable Stench.

The Stench Of Not Having Bathed.

Not Having Bathed In The Chill.


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My Situation At That Moment...

Could Be Summed Up As...

'आगे कुआँ पीछे खाई।'

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If I Tell Him To Work With His Shoes On...

I Invite God's Wrath...

My Home Sweet Home

My New Home Sweet Home, You See.

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If I Ask Him To Leave...

I Invite God's Wrath...

Faulty Equipment Remain Faulty In A New Home, You See.

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And Thus The Situation Turned...

TENSE.

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Step 1 :- Turn On The Exhaust. *Fail!*

Step 2 :- Cover The Nose. *Double Fail!*

Step 3 :- Spray The Room Freshener, For A Bout Of Fresh Air. *Stench Air!*

Step 4 :- Avoid A Sorry Stare From The Guilty. *Realization...*

Step 5 :- Encourage The Guilty To Work Faster, Accomplish The Task, And...

*Spare Me!*

*Spare Yourself!*

*Spare My New Home!*

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The Guilty Had Realized His Folly Too...

So, Thankfully, Step 5 Worked.

I Knew He Was Sorry.

He Knew He Was Sorry.

I Advised Him To Take A Hot Water Bath Every Morning.

He Said, He Couldn't.

The Reason...

Absence Of A Water Heater At His House.

Absence Of Racold's Pronto!

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The Next Week...

I Gifted Him A Pronto.

Not, Because Of His Stench.

But, Because Of The Sorry State Of Affairs.

And...

Because, He Was A Trustworthy Plumber.

Whose Services I Couldn't Afford To Lose.

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That Was My Close Encounter.

Of The Smelly Kind!



 This post has been written as a part of 'What's That Smell, Boss?' Contest organised by Racold Thermo in association with IndiBlogger.

20 comments:

  1. LOL...you did manage to come up with an entertaining post...see, I told ya, umeed pe duniya kaayam hai :D Best of luck for the contest :D

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    1. LOL!
      Thanks for the pep talk, yesterday, Pankti.
      And for the wishes today. Best Wishes to you too.
      Keep Visiting. :)

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  2. What a beautiful poetization. Very well picturized. Supe.

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    1. Thanks for the appreciation, Rio.
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  3. I love the TENSE & your post is great & makes sense!
    You are a Do-gooder dear! May you always fill people with cheer!
    Best wishes!

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    1. Thanks for the compliments, Anita!
      Best Wishes To You Too.
      Keep Visiting. :)

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  4. Loved it! you have written a short story in form of poem...crisp and clear :) All the best for the contest!

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  5. Well done Poonam. Hope this leads to yet another feather in your already full cap :)

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    1. Thanks Sid.
      The Cap is ever - expandable. It is accommodating for many more feathers.
      It appears full, only.
      Keep Visiting. :)

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  6. Good one Poonam. :) Had me smiling throughout.

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    1. Thanks Indrani!
      I'm glad you had a smile, throughout.
      Keep Visiting. :)

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  7. Lolz poonam..kya words se masti ki hai. Funny post, simple, easy and ORIGINAL

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    1. Thanks for that precious last word, Ekta!
      And for the generous appreciation, too.
      Keep Visiting. :)

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  8. I love the way you have presented this particular blog post. The color and theme look great as well. Good luck for the contest.

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    1. Thanks for the appreciation, Farida.
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  9. first time visiting your blog :)
    wonderful reflection post,

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    1. I'm glad you liked my blog, Sanjay.
      Keep Visiting. :)

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