Wednesday, May 28, 2025
The blue lily tells
Good morning
I am a blue lily from the lovely garden of Mr Madhavan in Virudhunagar. I got uprooted by an over enthusiastic plantphiliac and travelled in a reusable food grade container on a flight 1000kms away. A big obsessive organiser man stuffed me in a fridge along with other eats. Brrr 🥶 it was cold. A red alert was sounded for the missing blue lily plant and after extensive enquiries and a bit of common sense I was rescued and planted in my new home. A cows furry tongue and a crows bothersome beak were my daily challenges for the next couple of months. Cultural differences were also stark. I missed my Tamil cousins. The lilies here spoke Konkani and even dressed differently. A boring white. The heat was killing as I was left exposed to the elements. Well I swam along …took it all in my stride. The impatient Amma asked for a bloom every day while clearing out the yellowed leaves and fallen flowers. But I worked hard to get my blue pigments right. All good things take time. The clouds gathered in the sky and thunder threatened. The rains filled my home and heart with joy. I was finally ready. I bloomed in all my full glory today putting out the best blue flower the world has ever seen . Born in Virudhunagar , blooming in Goa , the journey has been nothing but exhilarating.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment