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On a lone lazy yesterday, I opened this very old book which Ma had given me to read…in between two pages, I found a dried leaf and some dried out petals…it gave me a thrill of a ten-year old…When I was small, I used to keep flowers, petals and leaves in fat books with the hope to find them years later and see what becomes of them…the thrill cannot be expressed in words.. I pulled the book towards my nose and took a deep breath…the fragrance filled my soul..the smell of old books can be doubly exciting than new ones, I realized. And I could sense my mother’s smell too..all mixed together…yes, the thrill cannot be expressed in words.. Feelings or fragrance cannot be clicked but the moment can..I took a picture. I have this weird habit of naming almost all pictures I click…like human beings, I feel they should also have a name…and the first thought that came to my mind was Potpourri, I don’t know why.. dried petals, dried leaf and an array of fragrance, may be… And I wanted to write, about the simplest of things that made my day.. I have named my blog…Potpourri.. I looked for what exactly potpourri means..and found this.. “a mixture of dried petals of roses or other flowers with spices, kept in a jar for their fragrance.. a musical medley.. a collection of miscellaneous literary extracts…. any mixture, especially of unrelated objects, subjects, etc…” What better name could I find for my blog…