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The most striking feature of flowers is their color. You will find them laughing in the mid of a greenish world. They make you happy. Indian Roses (the deep red one) have always fascinated me. Six or seven years back my home had many Rose plants, almost 30-35. They were very small in size and were grown in an unorganized way. So if a person would enter in my home ground, he would rarely get any notice of those roses. But, come and sit, hey what is this, are there any rose plants around -- this was the common sentence of any new comer. I always took the privilege to become guide, and never I forgot to mention that those Rose plants were my work. My mom, papa and sister used to give a mysterious smile after mine that statement, but I was very fast to switch to other matter. In fact those Rose plants were hard work of my papa, mother and sister. I used to water them in the condition when the moral pressure on me becoming unbearable.
In those years once a person came to my house for selling some plants. My father was discussing with him about those plants and their cost. I don't know what occured to me, and without taking papa jee's consent I bought some plants by devaluing my pockets by about Rs.25. The sells person told me that this plant comes with flower having amazing scent, amazing colours and many things. I also joined his side and my family members simply kept silence. There was deep anguish and the after effect caused me to do plantation. It was raining and in the mid of that time I had to do plantation. Anyway the plantation was done. After several months plants(two) grew up. I have planted them near house gate. After some days flowers also come. They were of white color with no linkage of scent of any kind. There was no scent, no tracable beauty, nothing special. I had nothing to say. After some time I (and other family members) stopped taking care of it and it started guiding its life on own. No sentiment was linked to it and it was cut randomly sometimes, so as to contain its development.
May passed, June passed. The scorching rays of Sun caused much damage to plants at my home. Raining in July, August caused further damages. My mom was not able to find flowers for her puja. My colony which used to get flower from us were also clueless. However, they suddenly found my old plant standing happily at its place. There were thousands of white small flowers embellished in its body. The plant managed to fight all ill effects and was waving modestly with slow wind. My mom and colony persons pluck some flowers and used them for worshipping goddess Durga.
I was watching this. The book that I was reading became very vivid.


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