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SPRING:

Hurrah, it’s that time of the year when my garden is in full bloom, thats  springtime for me. After days of watering, potting, re-potting, finally the fruits or rather the flowers to my hardwork have bloomed. The roses, anthuriums, geraniums, hibiscus all the flowers were in full bloom last week.

It’s such a fulfilling feeling to see them blossom..I can sit all day thru’ admiring my small little haven..there’s one poem which I have read earlier that comes into my mind. It’s Spring by William Blake.

SPRING

Sound the Flute! Now it’s mute.
Birds delight Day and Night;
Nightingale In the dale,
Lark in Sky,
Merrily, Merrily, Merrily, to welcome in the Year.

Little Boy, Full of joy;
Little Girl, Sweet and small;
Cock does crow, So do you;
Merry voice, Infant noise,
Merrily, Merrily, to welcome in the Year.

Little Lamb, Here I am;
Come and lick My white neck;
Let me pull Your soft Wool;
Let me kiss Your soft face:
Merrily, Merrily, we welcome in the Year.

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A BIT OF SUNDAY….

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
~William Wordsworth

 

 

 

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MY GARDEN

 

 

 

This has been my all time favorite poem which I had learnt by heart in school. Those days it was just about learning for marks, absolutely no sense of appreciation.. but sometime back I stumbled on this poem and I just felt like reading it over and over again. It has an amazing feel to it, every time I read it, I feel so fresh… beautiful and very imaginative and I can imagine a vast field of golden daffodils right up to the horizon swaying to the gentle winds.

 

 I always loved gardening, even as a kid. I would always help my mum to clean all  the plants, water them and trim them. Infact that was the only time and only activity that both of us ever agreed on one single thingJ.. she always told me that ‘by nurturing a plant, you will gain some sense of responsibility’, and I would always laugh it off.

 

 Then I moved out of my house to Bangalore on work, I stayed as a paying guest. My room mate used to keep a small money plant on her table. All of a sudden our landlady expired and we had to look for new place. Whilst we were shifting my roomie forgot about the plant and then I just got it along with me not wanting it to dry off. That was the time, I actually felt responsible for something else besides myself. That was the day I understood what my mum had told me.

 

Now that I have a place of my own, I have filled my terrace and balcony with plants, and trust me it is happiness to see them grow and blossom. The feeling cannot be explained. Gardening for me is therapeutic. It’s the smell of things growing in the soil, getting dirty without feeling guilty. As children, we all loved to play with mud and were not bothered about getting dirty. I guess, that child in me still loves simple things like playing with mud. My garden is one place which gives me a lot of peace and I feel connected to myself there.

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 Evenings and early mornings are the best time to be there with a steaming hot cuppa chai. Sometimes we just lie down on the ground and gaze at the lovely starry lit sky in the night. Yes it is very romantic… (P.S. do not forget to keep a mosquito coil close byJ)

 I also have a lot of visitors in my garden, all kinds of birds and bees which keep the ecosystem going. All in all it’s a pleasurable experience which I feel everybody needs to try. Having a plant or some pet like a dog or fishes, always gives a warm welcome feel to a space.

 

 I would like to end this with a quote from my favorite poet kahlil gibran, 

‘Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. ‘

 Small things like this makes life worth living and loving.. Enjoy it.

 

 

 

 

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