DP Daily Prompts: Embrace the Ick

Think of something truly repulses you. Hold that thought until your skin squirms.Now write a glowing puff piece about its merits.

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Ambergris: there is nothing ickier than this stuff, whale vomit or poop, none of the names is less repulsive. Its growth is spurred by irritation created by indigestible elements eaten by the whale such as beaks of cuttle fish. Sometimes the whale dies before the condition can remedy itself, usually raw ambergris is expelled as a stinking fecal mass.

It smells like cow-dung. When dead whales up wash up on shore, scientists find squid beaks lodged in the stomach of whales, these fatty indigestible is made by the whales intestines to trap them and give them a smooth ride out of the whale. Ambergris is not food for anything. It’s soft when its excreted first after years in the salt water the cow-dung smell transforms into a smooth ,rich odor.Its molecules associates well with fats and form attachments to the scents that are put in perfume. The ambergris provides its own smell , its heavy particles anchor the scents in a perfume, which prevents the perfume from fading too soon.

Who would have thought that ambergris the lumps of poop or vomit excreted by certain whales would make room in some of the expensive perfumes we use.

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Tagore song,singer: Hemant kumar,translator: Tagore Posted by Ranu

This is my delight ,thus to wait and

watch at the wayside where shadow

chases light and the rain comes in the wake of the summer.

Messengers,with tidings from

unknown skies,greet me and speed

along the road.My heart is glad

within, and the breath of the passing

breeze is sweet.

From dawn till dusk I sit here

before my door,and I know that of a

sudden the happy moment will arrive

when I shall see.

In the meanwhile I smile and I

sing all alone. In the meanwhile the

air is filling with the perfume of



(Aabortaun) Revolving by Tagore Translation by ranu

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(Aabortaun)  Revolving  by Rabindranath Tagore

Perfume wants to mix with scent,

scent wants to latch on to perfume.

The musical note wants to surrender itself to rhythm,

rhythm wants to travel hurriedly to musical note.

Feeling wants to appear as part of beauty,

beauty wants to stay away from feeling.

Infinite wants a close relationship with limit,

limit wants to lose itself in infinite.

Upheaval in creation who knows  whose idea it is,

the continuous movement from feeling to beauty__

the confined are looking for freedom,

freedom is praying for confinement in the home.