I enjoy language. Correct grammar, wilful usage of words, textured vocabulary, are a huge turn on for me. In the same vein, I can be an irritating sod when it comes to correcting grammatical errors, or simply usage of better words. Mind you, this goes for both English and Bengali. My kids have gotten used to incessant mid sentence corrections whenever we speak.
It is drizzling today. The parched soil is drinking in the water desperately, after days of hot and dry weather. As I stand to sink in the fine weather in my balcony, my son comes and stands next to me. I turn with a smile towards him and say, " I just love the smell of first rain on dry soil"
He looks at me and says, " Petrichor. That's the word you are looking for."
Happiness buoys my heart. In a generation where 'you is U' and 'we is V', My love for language is going to live on....my kids will carry my madness forward.
Petrichor.
My romantic moment of the day.
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