Flowers are one of the most beautiful gift of nature. Isn't it. I don't think there will be any person in the world who don't like flowers . It's another thing that if the person is having any ellergy from that or any other problem.
I also love flowers a lot. And also have a variety of flowers in my garden as planting is one of my Hobbie. But I am an unique gardener as much as I love to plant flowers as same as I love to pluck it. But now I really feeling ashamed of my habit after reading a very heart touching post of @clingypanda.
As same as her I used to pluck flowers for decoration, for impressing anyone or to put it in my books. But most often I used to pluck flowers for worshiping gods and this is my regular habit after worship I used to put flowers in my hair or braids, because it gives me a very refreshing feeling and I always think that putting flowers in my hair makes my day. But I have never think that the one who makes my day is going to end its life after being in my braid for sometimes.
How we feel when our loved ones go far from us or leave us as same as flowers also must be felt when we separate them from their mother plants or from their mother lands.
It's a question from all that what's the reason for plucking flowers? Or why we pluck flowers? May your answers will be because it attracts me, I love them, I like them or may its smell refreshes your mind. My answer is also same as these.
But it's accurate answer is because we like flowers, that's we pluck it.
The lord Buddha had asked a question once that what's the difference between I like you and I love you. So he beautifully answered that - If you like a flower you will pluck it but if you love a flower you will water it daily.
And it's same in the case of flowers, that we like the flowers we don't love the flowers.
#ceesnamegame Thanks a lot @carolyns_lovenotes for Giving such a wonderful challenge. It was a great fun for me to describe my all name. As before I have never describe my names to anyone like this. So thanks a lot.
Happy birthday to the wonderful person I know, I don't have words and gestures to show. Hope your special day brings you all that your heart desire. May you treasure your birthday as a bright begenning of a wonderful year.
Having you in my life is really great, I can't explain how much you mean to me. The moments spent with you are very special to me hope we will always stay in touch at every moment of our life.
Stay blessed and always stay with me.
Wishing you a very very very happy birthday my dear friend. @vaibhav21
It's the dream of every daughter of having someone as same as her father. But I don't want your shadow dad I only want you, so never separate me from you. I want to spend my all the memorable moments with you only. It's the very heartfelt poem I am writing for you papa. I just love you ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------__________________________________________________ As same as you, then I am ready
If he cares about my tears, and always be aware of my fear. If he always try to become the reason of my smile, and the shine of my eye. As same as you, then I am ready.
If he is ready to cry with me for a while, and to motivate me for the first trial. If he can understand my soul, and ready to help me for achieving my goal. As same as you, then I am ready.
If he is ready to hold my hand, and together to walk whole land. If he is ready to keep me always in his arm, and become my lucky charm. As same as you then I am ready.
So, dear dad, have you find a king, For your princess as same as you. If yes then I am ready to engage with him. But, if not then I always want to be engage for you.
A month before, unfortunately, I got a chance to visit my native place. After my parents life, my elder brother was staying in my parent's house with his family. But, a few years ago, because of some in sufficient financial criteria, he was forced to sell our own house. The person who bought that house has demolished it to build a new one. When I reached my native village, I visited there. Was standing there for a few minutes. When seeing the demolished building, tears roll down from my eyes.
It is not a house which was built with cement and bricks. It is the home that has been built with love and affection. Each and every pieces there, tells the beautiful story of my family. My childhood days, so many togetherness and some fights..........but at the end of each day, we were happy. But now, I am surrounded by an emptiness which makes me to burst into tears.
After a few minutes, 'ola car driver' called me and woke me up from my dream. Madam ! Shall we start ? Yes, immediately I have taken one of the pieces of bricks from that ruins and came back to the car. I asked the driver to move the car very slowly. The car moved slowly. But, my eyes were starring at the ruins. That moment, all the remaining pieces of our house building were trying to console me, Don't worry my child ! You are carrying all those sweet memories in the form of that small stone. Not today but some other day, surely your true affection will make me to come back to your custody. My heart sighed, "Time will answer this" !