LEAVES OF HOPE

Plants have always been my biggest inspiration. I just love them...love their existence, their aesthetic, their adjusting nature, their hope, their consistency.

You will never see a plant growing downward.... it's always upward growing and shining. Unlike us humans, they don’t pause. Little by little they grow every day. I can literally write a thesis on how silently they teach us to live life. But why do I love plants so much? What is so inspiring about them?

Let me tell you a story.

Even though my love for plants is unconditional, they have never been easy to please. It’s more like a situationship - where, after every two months of pampering, most of the plants in my room die. Maybe because of a lack of light or the wrong proportion of water. Whatever the reason, I NOTICED that most of them turned brown and dry and this incident kept on happening....plants would get dry, I’d replace them with a new one.... Again, one plant dies .....boom! I’d replace it immediately. No way was I going to give up... how could I?

Until this one time, when two of my plants dried up....one was a Dracaena and the other a Desert Rose. I decided I couldn’t give up on them so easily this time... maybe I wasn’t ready for another situationship. So, wallah!!!! I broke my pattern.

My pattern of abandoning them.

Instead, I kept watering them. You might consider me insane, but I also spoke to them.... told them how I really wanted to see them grow, how I didn’t want this to be another situationship.(haan hoon mai dramatic)

And guess what? A plant that had no leaves on it slowly and steadily started blooming and today, as I write this blog, my Dracaena has almost seven leaves on it....very tiny, like a newborn baby and my Desert Rose? It has around 16 leaves.

They are blossoming, reminding me that nothing in this world can make you fail—unless you stop trying. Now, this story might sound cliché, but not to the person who has seen the magic.

Honestly, I’m writing this blog sitting in my room while I see both of these plants looking at me... I’m sure mostly in awe. And as I stare back at them, I can almost hear them saying....they are committed too. Wohoo! No more situationship.

That's my two cuties.
(Thinking to name them.... Your suggestions are highly welcomed)

Moral of the story – One day, someone will find you, even if you are left with nothing, and they will treat you so well that you, too, will start getting those cute little green leaves—almost like little hopes.