Strangely enough my scent memory of time in the hospital has to do with home cooked food. My mum and I spent 6 weeks in a Bombay hospital after a major surgery for me when I was 18. Every midmorning my uncle would arrive carrying a tiffin with our lunch cooked by my aunt. If you know anything about Bombay (now Mumbai) - getting from one place to another is a nightmare. But he came everyday, spent a few minutes with us and then took another bus to go to his office. The food was simple and nourishing and ive just realized that I haven't described a single smell. Think tumeric, yogurt, whole wheat tortillas, ginger and cloves.

- Bhavna Mehta