Perfume, was the name of the book I was indulged in. I swear I had never heard of the book, nor the movie which apparently was quite popular. The plot of the story had immediately captured my attention that in midst of reading the book, I watched the movie too. I knew it would spoil the whole purpose of reading the book, but I was just so intrigued by it I couldn't help myself. Thankfully, much was changed in the movie, from the book itself and I had the pleasure of combining both while I continued reading it. I must say, that the book did have an impact on me for a few days, for as the character of the book appreciated the sense of smell so much that for every type of aroma, did he have a particular way of describing it, that I'm sure most would not have heard of. At first, I did write down all those words in my excitement, and influence of the book, writing the meanings of the words that describes, the foulest of odours, or the scent of a thousand angels, what not, only to come back down to earth with the realization I would never use this sort of language to describe scent or smell, for I could never appreciate the odours, let alone tell them apart from others, so what the heck. But that didnt stop me from smelling the food I ate before I tasted it, or inhaling the air, trying to smell what Spring smelled like. I did that for a couple of days, I think. I soon got weary of it, and the effect of the book has faded, but not completely, for the next time I smell anything, I would remember the importance of scent and how it actually affects us all, without us knowing it.
