Dettol came into my life very early on, as I had to use it to wash the wounds on my limbs that I received frequently from outdoor rumble-and-tumble play activities. Being a kid I watched with much fascination as the brown liquid turned into a milky white color upon mixing with water.
Unknowingly, I also developed a strange liking for the smell ! The smell of death perhaps — for those unseen minute creatures of mischief.
All germs and bacteria would immediately recognize this fearsome mass killer whose vicious genocidal tendencies had wiped out 99.99% of their ancestors and relatives since 1936.
But alas for all folks, the 0.01% that escaped went on to multiply and mutate and, returned with a vengeance — generating more sales for this liquid terminator and other copycat killers.