Whenever I walked into our storeroom I could smell a really nice fragrance in the air.
Nowhere else in the house – only in our dark and cluttered storeroom. Even the husband could smell it so it wasn’t just my nose.
It’s so weird because we couldn’t determine what smell it was or where it came from, only that it was floral and quite pleasant.
Growing up, I had listened to my fair share of stories about how ghouls, ghosts and jins manifest themselves in the form of an intoxicating, floral scent and that one should never acknowledge the presence of such smell…in fact, if you ever smelled anything out of the ordinary, you should curse and complain out loud about the “smelly odour” to scare the presence away.
As days passed, I began to get quite worried as the fragrance got stronger and stronger. I wasn’t sure about going into the storeroom.
One day, the husband suddenly yelled out to me from the toilet, “Pudpud, it’s the tissue!”
“The tissue. The smell is from the tissue.”
“Just now my poop too smelly so I used some toilet roll to cover my nose and that’s when I realised where the fragrance comes from”.
So Kleenex has been quietly scenting our regular toilet rolls. No prize for guessing where we store our fresh toilet rolls.