The Curse of the South Asians

I was sitting in the train, half-awake, listening to some music, when all of a sudden I smelled it. I frantically smelled my own clothes to ensure the smell wasn't coming from them. You can smell it in our clothes, our hair, our kitchens. It seeps into the house, can be smelled from outside the house, or when you come back home after a trip having left the house empty for days. It's something we're petrified of and we spray cologne repeatedly to get rid of - the smell of tadka.