A message to all my readers When I first began writing down my stories in this quiet space, it was nothing more than an open diary. A place to put memories that needed somewhere to rest, reflections gathered over a lifetime, and thoughts that felt too personal—or perhaps simply too ordinary—to share in conversation. Conventional wisdom often suggests that personal musings rarely accomplish much on the wider internet. There are no frameworks here, no quick advice, and no polished agendas. Just the raw textures of life as I have experienced it: the sudden turns, the quiet routines, the moments of doubt, and the steady work of beginning again. Recently, as a small corner quietly crossed 30,000 reads, I paused to look more closely at the numbers. What moved me was not just the milestone itself, but where those visits were coming from. While some readers join from home here in India, so many of you are reading from entirely different corners of the earth—from Singapore across the seas ...
Giving flowers is an age-old tradition. It elevates the endorphin levels to incite genuine happiness both to the giver and the recipient. A visit to a garden in full bloom can uplift and transform our spirits, such is the effect of their aura.
'Flower' and 'phool' have the same meaning in different languages.Yet the interchangeability of the usage of two words can induce an interesting effect.
An academic who was into the business of teaching young adults often embarked upon the topic of healthy diet besides the professional discourse. The emphasis on the need to eat raw fruits and vegetables was almost a second nature as much as following it.
To utter astonishment, this academician was once stopped by a student who felt indebted to his teacher. He wished to express his gratitude and hence pulled out a large green from his bag. It was a wonderful ‘Broccoli’; a distant cousin to our ‘Gobhi ka Phool’, the cauliflower.
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ReplyDeleteBy reading this blog itself gave a sense of joy, happiness, fulfilment and a smile on face, this is the power of phool
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written 🌸
ReplyDeleteLovely!
ReplyDeleteHaha. A flower is a flower - be it Genda or Gobhi!
ReplyDeleteWell written
ReplyDeleteAmazing!!
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed the funny incident.
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