This prompt takes me back to the days when I was eight years old.After a month of fasting,we were excited to wear our new clothes for ‘Eid al Fitr’ ,celebration.Mom would get her bottle of rose perfume and put some on us,the smell was heavenly. My Dad would come back from the mosque with my brothers.The smell of rose perfume,made us aware they were coming back.
Our present besides the new clothes,was money that our Dad gave all of us. The enchanting smell of my Mom’s fabulous cooking reminded us we’ll get to eat her tasty dishes.
Eid-al-Fitr transports me back to good old days,when everything smelled awesome. Rose perfume,food,new clothes,good company,they were synonymous with Eid. How can I not go back to those days,when life was uncomplicated and everything around me felt like I was in heaven!