03/17/2019

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The temple of Kaali Maa
Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, I was in Mauritius. The population living there consists mainly of Indians who have settled there. If you stay in one of the small cities, you really come from as if you were in India. Women with beautiful saris dominate the cityscape. There are special shops that sell these magnificent and dazzling fabrics. When you enter one of these shops, the flood of colours makes you almost blind. But it is not the loud and screaming fabrics that are most precious. Exactly the opposite is the case. It is the silky mats and dull colours that are the most precious and would be like a Maharani. The price one can pay for such an apparently meaningless sari fabric is considerable. Furthermore I had the great honour to be taken to a Hindu temple deep within the island.
The temple was on a small mountain. When I entered the temple I was already greeted by an incredibly beautiful smell. It became more and more intense as I approached the hall. What I was then allowed to see was more like a film set than a prayer hall. She was sitting at the end of the little hall. Kali the black goddess of death, anger and renewal. It was completely made of black ebony and about five meters tall. Decorated over and over with wreaths of flowers which were put around her neck and at her feet a sea of white flowers surrounded her. Small bundles of incense were burning everywhere. The room was impregnated with spicy, resinous and creamy smells. The scent of sandalwood, patchouli and various spices ran through the air and mixed with the blossoms to create something unique. Hours after this visit my clothes still smelled of it, although I was only a few minutes inside the temple. For a long time I have longed to perceive this unique reverberation in me again. Phul-Nana is a tribute to the beauty of India and for me the end of a long search. This perfume smells exactly like my clothes after visiting the temple,....unique!
Phul-Nana
Phul-Nana comes to the art of wrapping a Maharani in a noble and magnificent sari. Imagine naked skin in need of neroli and fine and precious layers of fabrics in matt and broken tones. A silky soft tuberose that is almost pulverized is deposited on the skin. Not heavy and strong at all, but as if it had become the finest powder that surrounds the skin. The fragrance remains in this state like soft wax on the skin for a long time until further layers of fabric are added to refine it. Phul-Nana sinks deeper and deeper towards its base of dry and dusty tones. Probably the most symbolic note of India's patchouli comes to the fore with layers of matt spicy vanilla and finely bitter tonka. Everything is held in place by a delicate veil of creamy soft benzoin and soft-melting opoponax. The finest (scented) fabrics wrap the body like a Maharani!
Conclusion
The light that Phul-Nana emits is not bright and extremely bright. It is rather soft and dim, like the light of an antique and dirty oil lantern. The perfume seems to float in the air like the finest flowery-spicy powder particles. Phul-Nana has something pompous, old and historical in its aura, without being overwhelming. It has a well perceptible Sillage which however at no time appears obtrusive and a very good durability of 8. to 12. hours. The perfume is well wearable by both sexes, unless you are afraid of tuberose or feel too young for this masterpiece. Phul-Nana is like a precious blindly shimmering sari fabric or like the wind blowing through a Hindu temple carrying all the splendid smells. That I like Phul-Nana should be very clear after telling my experiences. I just think it's fabulously beautiful!
By the way, the reason why the Hindus pray to such an apparently frightening goddess as Kaali Maa is that in the belief of the Hindus she is one of the few goddesses who can fulfill the wishes.
With Phul-Nana she has finally fulfilled mine!
The temple was on a small mountain. When I entered the temple I was already greeted by an incredibly beautiful smell. It became more and more intense as I approached the hall. What I was then allowed to see was more like a film set than a prayer hall. She was sitting at the end of the little hall. Kali the black goddess of death, anger and renewal. It was completely made of black ebony and about five meters tall. Decorated over and over with wreaths of flowers which were put around her neck and at her feet a sea of white flowers surrounded her. Small bundles of incense were burning everywhere. The room was impregnated with spicy, resinous and creamy smells. The scent of sandalwood, patchouli and various spices ran through the air and mixed with the blossoms to create something unique. Hours after this visit my clothes still smelled of it, although I was only a few minutes inside the temple. For a long time I have longed to perceive this unique reverberation in me again. Phul-Nana is a tribute to the beauty of India and for me the end of a long search. This perfume smells exactly like my clothes after visiting the temple,....unique!
Phul-Nana
Phul-Nana comes to the art of wrapping a Maharani in a noble and magnificent sari. Imagine naked skin in need of neroli and fine and precious layers of fabrics in matt and broken tones. A silky soft tuberose that is almost pulverized is deposited on the skin. Not heavy and strong at all, but as if it had become the finest powder that surrounds the skin. The fragrance remains in this state like soft wax on the skin for a long time until further layers of fabric are added to refine it. Phul-Nana sinks deeper and deeper towards its base of dry and dusty tones. Probably the most symbolic note of India's patchouli comes to the fore with layers of matt spicy vanilla and finely bitter tonka. Everything is held in place by a delicate veil of creamy soft benzoin and soft-melting opoponax. The finest (scented) fabrics wrap the body like a Maharani!
Conclusion
The light that Phul-Nana emits is not bright and extremely bright. It is rather soft and dim, like the light of an antique and dirty oil lantern. The perfume seems to float in the air like the finest flowery-spicy powder particles. Phul-Nana has something pompous, old and historical in its aura, without being overwhelming. It has a well perceptible Sillage which however at no time appears obtrusive and a very good durability of 8. to 12. hours. The perfume is well wearable by both sexes, unless you are afraid of tuberose or feel too young for this masterpiece. Phul-Nana is like a precious blindly shimmering sari fabric or like the wind blowing through a Hindu temple carrying all the splendid smells. That I like Phul-Nana should be very clear after telling my experiences. I just think it's fabulously beautiful!
By the way, the reason why the Hindus pray to such an apparently frightening goddess as Kaali Maa is that in the belief of the Hindus she is one of the few goddesses who can fulfill the wishes.
With Phul-Nana she has finally fulfilled mine!
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