I wondered so long ago, "How can one fall in love with scent?" but then it rained, it poured. My heart just fluttered in delight in tune with the hushed hum drum of the city and the piter-pater melody of raindrops. I didn't think I could ever feel that happy.

Suddenly, it stopped. Melancholy started to creep into my heart as my source of happiness slowly faded. Eyes glossy with un-shed tears, a certain earthiness wafted in my nose like a comforting hug. It smelled of grass and water, warm yet cool. Strange and new. My chest beat at its fastest pace and I felt at the edge of explosion! This scent captivated me in its notes and undertones. New yet brings a sense of nostalgia. And that was it, I understood for my ignorance has been shooed by the spiraling sensation embedded in the soul of petrichor.