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Blogging 101: The Commons

Day Nine: Get Inspired By the Neighbors

Yesterday, you left comments. Remember how we asked you to remember where you left ‘em? We hope you did, because you’ll need one of them today.

Today’s assignment: write a post that builds on one of the comments you left yesterday. Don’t forget to link to the other blog!

Yesterday I read about Winter Garden in New Zealand in Heyjude’s blog. The garden looked beautiful and going to New Zealand has been a dream :))

Here in South India, we do not have any winter at all. Reading about the garden reminded me of this post which I had written some time ago about Champa flowers and of flowers in general.  It is also about the unfulfilled dreams of a little girl.

For almost a month ours have been days of fragrance.
The Champa ( Magnolia Champaca) tree in our neighbours’
garden is in full bloom. Every morning as I open the windows
of our kitchen, the fragrance of those flowers fill the room.
They are beautiful yellow flowers .
With the rains the tree bursts out in flowers – yellow with the
green background, the contrast is lovely.
Whenever I see these flowers I remember the two ancient,
tall and strong champa trees in the courtyard of a temple in
a small village, far away from the main roads. They will be
safe there.

Then that little girl who did not live for many days after her
tenth birthday. She had cancer; a flower that did not bloom.
Flowers bring so many thoughts to our mind, some happy
some sad. So many flowers live just for a day and then fade
away. But in that one day they give happiness to everyone.

In school, we had read a beautiful poem in Hindi about flowers,
about them being used by everyone, for all occasions, happy
and sad and as offerings to God and by lovers.
In the days to come these flowers will become fruits. Then the
birds enjoy them. We have to learn so much from trees.
They are the Givers of this world.

“Trees are the earth’s endless effort to speak to the listening heaven.”
– Rabindranath Tagore
“A bit of fragrance clings to the hand that gives flowers.”- Chinese Proverb

champa flowers

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