While eating my favorite Doritos and having Litchi Juice in a Pint Glass i write this post…
I am talking about a small plant with yellow flowers that i got for my room sometime back… the instructions said that i need to ensure that the soil is damp and moist and that it needs water once a week… i read the instructions and was happy to see the yellow flowers everyday in my room…
now what happens day before yesterday is that i come home and for some reason i had to change the place where i had kept this small plant… and i realised that it was dying… the stems were loose, the flowers dull, and leaves almost giving up…
i felt so bad about it and added some water quickly to it… maybe because the room is pretty warm the water had evaporated earlier than usual… but for whatever reasons, i was loosing my lovely yellow flower plant…
i checked it yesterday, and it was better… and today its looks as if its kinda improving… i hope it lives for some more time…
It forced me to think, as if it needs a trigger, but still, about people… don’t we at times treat people like i treated this plant… they are good, we feel nice that they are there, we look at them feel good, they are around we feel happy… but miss out on that small attention that they need to stay that way… and also wonder when we loose people as to what went wrong…
I think that staying alone has made me more sensitive towards people that I care for, and at the same time makes me want more from people who I feel should take care of me… No, I am not looking for attention here, not at all… I can manage pretty well on my own… and am doing that too…
the crux of the post, that i wanted to write about, is that this incident just reminded me to do something, however small it may seem, for things that give me something… and not because i am returning a favor… but because I should…
And lights are coming up slowly all around… the one above are being put up on Lamp-posts in Horley, where I live…