Category Archives: Flora

Post Diwali Hangover – A Poem

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For a Delhiite,
A post Diwali hangover means
Smudged rangolis,
Dried up flower petals,
Dewy mornings,
Cloudy skies,
Sore throats,
Congested chests,
While Lord Ganesha looks on,
Nonchalantly,
As we prepare for another harsh winter ahead…

The Vicious Circle, A Poem

In ones, twos, threes,
Little groups,
They fell,
Into the lap of their Maker;
Still looking gorgeous…
Grieved, missed
By their loved ones
Still left on the tree…

Who knows;
Certainly not those
Innocent flowers,
Where their Maker
Will throw them into next;
what permutation,
which combination.

Inside a book,
Or around a temple idol’s neck,
In a woman’s hair,
Or in a flower seller’s basket,
In a brothel or a home
A tulip, orchid, or a rose,
A dog, cat, bird, reptile, or a human.

Blooming Hours

Like humans, there are many flowers which have fixed working hours. They fold their petals as soon as the sunlight disappears.

Isn’t that cute? A special effect that only Mother Nature can achieve…

See these pics below. I came across these lovely flowers while attending a training session at my new job…

In the morning…😍

In the evening…Shut for the day…Time to go home…

🙂

We humans, unfortunately, can’t always lead lives like these flowers here. Sometimes we go against Mother Nature; bloom at night under moonlight and sleep during the day while the sun is out…😔