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 And before anything else it is a SHE. Once upon a time an evergreen and happy plant came to live with us.  It was a tiny plant with two flowers blooming on her head.  Bright fuchsia pink suited her like the green suits white. She didn’t look very happy as I pulled her apart from her friends and family at the nursery; but somehow I made her feel home. Like a child she adopted the atmosphere and soon was blooming happily with her new friends. Since then she gives out these eye catchy bright colored flowers every single day.   It is a delight to watch them wave and dance in the sunlight while it prepares to bloom for an upcoming day. Whether it is summer, winter or monsoon she does not give a damn and produces color round the year. Maybe,  she likes my smile when I look at her every morning.

Not to forget that she is the most flexible lady I have met, she was given a home in a discarded dish wash container and how brilliantly she made it her home giving this container a new life.  I am telling you all these for a reason, a very good reason. A month ago, this very cute creature called squirrel cut a branch of her and it fell in balcony of a neighbor who lives below us. Completely unaware about this incident I kept watching her every morning with a thought that why does she look a bit thinner! A part of her body was cut off and she didn’t even complain and kept blooming and gave out two more branches as if accepting her fate. This is how she is, she only knows how to thrive.

Now, some days back I went visit this downstairs one neighbors, basically to see their plants and what I saw there was a shock in a surprise for me. She was happily nodding at me, welcoming me her new home. It was when I was chatting with Dadi there, she told me that a branch came in from your home and she planted it without expecting much. To her surprise this broken branch adopted the new soil and water. Dadi told me this with such a big smile that it just made my day. Since that day, I gave them names. One at our place is called Badi (elder) and the one which bloomed from broken branch is called Chhoti (younger).

Today, months later Chhoti craned herself out of railing and waved at Badi with her fuchsia pink flowers. Since then Badi has been dancing and I am telling her that dude you are going to exhaust yourself!

See, this is the thing about life. No matter how much you broken you are but with efforts and faith you can always choose to bloom and it only gets easier when you have someone to water you every day. Have you ever experienced such a thing or through similar incident? Do let me know in the comments. Also, what are your thoughts of Badi and Chhoti?

Oh yes, you have been wondering which plant is Badi and Chhoti ; well she is my all time favorite plant called Vinca. In Hindi they call her Sadabahar (so true right!) and Gujarati we call her Baarmasi and how as a kid I use to think that this plant must be having 12 masis (aunts).

So, this is my badi...... ( also, try to spot Chhoti!)


And this is my Chhoti.......




For more such interesting stories stay connected. Here is the link to my blog on Madhu- malati https://artkizubani.blogspot.com/2022/04/bloom-when-you-wish-to.html


 

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  1. Garv TambiApril 15, 2022 at 11:47 AM

    Amazing, Lots of positivity, Even I can't express how good I feel after reading that...Glad to read out!

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    1. ChandaniApril 16, 2022 at 11:01 AM

      Thank so much for reading, hope this positivity will last longer for you :)

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