I looked around; I had left the doors to the house and the washing machine open for ventilation, so I didn't need a fan. Was the scent coming from this way? I stepped out the front door; the neighbors' doors were all closed, the hallways spotless, with no flower pots or bouquets, or anything that might give off a fragrance.
I went out the back door, a gentle breeze intensified the fragrance, as if teasing me with a fleeting scent that vanished in an instant. I glanced at the house next door; there was a potted succulent, certainly not fragrant. I opened the glass door to the balcony and looked over at that house. A row of dried succulents looked as if the owner had neglected them for days. Could the fragrance be from those dried plants? But I kept this door closed; how could the scent, if any, get in?
I closed the door and went inside. The scent teased me, lingering and spreading subtly, disappearing and reappearing discreetly; I felt it hovering mysteriously, its origin unknown. I began examining the cleaning products in the house, from dish soap to hand soap, laundry detergent, floor cleaner… and determined that the scent of those products was completely different from the one I was experiencing: light, faint, sweet, subtle… the natural scent of plants and flowers, not a synthetic chemical fragrance.
I suddenly remembered the laurel trees below the apartment building. Could their fragrance have been carried all the way up here by the wind? I closed the door and went downstairs. It was laurel season, so as soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I smelled a strong, sweet scent. I inhaled deeply, carefully checking if this fragrance was similar to the one in my apartment. Absolutely not! At the row of laurel trees lining both sides of the walkway, if you put your nose close to them, you can smell a slightly sweet, pungent, strong scent. Only from a distance was the fragrance light and pleasant.
And actually, I didn't dare put my nose close to smell it because I once saw gardeners spraying pesticides on them. Since when have chemicals surrounded humanity? We are exposed to so many chemicals every day, from food and drinks to cleaning products…?
I picked a few laurel blossoms and returned home. The fresh petals wilted as soon as they left the tree. Suddenly, I felt guilty! Why did I pick them when I was certain the mysterious scent in my house was completely different from that of laurel? That's just how people are; they want something for no reason.
Now, my workplace has a strong, sweet fragrance; it's present, not lurking and playing hide-and-seek, inspiring me to wonder where it's coming from. I've come to realize that if I could discover the source of the scent, it would no longer be a mystery, and I might forget everything quickly. That's human nature; mysteries always drive us to seek them out, filled with hope.
So, let the mystery remain in the flow of life, enjoy the present, and be firm in what the future holds.
Source: https://thanhnien.vn/mui-thom-bi-an-185260124202119231.htm
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