Perfumery

 I found a perfumery.
In the middle of a crowded, old piece of Delhi--one of the most bustling places in the whole city--there's a quiet shop full of glass and fragrances.

The claim is that all of them are natural and alcohol free (being that the shop is located in the heart of Muslim Delhi). 

We were allowed to sniff musks, roses, jasmine--it all started to smell the same very quickly.

I wonder what that shop owner does sitting there all day among those strong scents.  I wonder if he can smell the rest of Delhi or if his nose is too overworked.  I wonder what the value of fresh air is to him.

Nizamuddin is one of the most sensory overloading neighborhoods in the city.  And this tiny little shop concentrates heavily on only the olfactory sense.  I wonder how that imbalance affects a person.

I wonder a lot of things, but I'm content to take my wonderings home with me, along with a little bit of jasmine.