A la recherche du temps perdu

I was in a shop in the Argentinian town of Salta and was offered a candy. At first I thought to say no, but then decided to be polite and accept it. Later on in the day I was hungry and remembered the candy. Little did I know that candy would taste like my grand father's throat pastils and so in a few seconds I would have a ''Proustian Madeleine cake " moment: All my childhood seemed to pass by in my brain at rapid speed and I had to stop in my way as it was all so real and I wanted to take it all in. A few days later by coincidence?? , I found the wonderful book "How Proust can change your life" by the english author Alain de Botton, and reread it in an instant. I love the fact that what worried Proust most, was the fact that noone seemed genuine and kind anymore....  

I really do think that kindness is the most important trait in us all, in this world, and we can all find it, however hard it sometimes can be to dig back up.