When romance blossoms..

I knew this would change everything but as I stood there transfixed, I felt helpless……
Changes are good and sometimes changes are bad. But God, I wish changes really wouldn’t come as a surprise to us, yet somehow they still do!
Well, why do these changes come and go? We are unable to accept and face negative changes but when they came in a positive way in my life, I was thrilled!
It was the time when I met my wife, my love.
It was a day of charm. Fate landed in my doorstep with what I needed most at that moment.
The feeling of love.
The doorbell rang She was my next door neighbor. I was rather surprised seeing a beautiful girl, holding a pot of rose plant with beautiful red roses, in her hands.
“Happy birthday!” She said smiling.
“Who said it’s my birthday?” I asked her in a serious tone.
“Your mom...” Her smile faded slowly and it looked as though she was frowning at me for not thankful for her birthday gift.
“Oh yeah, thanks...” I suddenly remembered to thank her and grinned, in order to make her feel easy.
I have never received flowers from anybody so far, and neither have I received any plants as gift.
Should I have reacted and said, “Oh, what lovely roses!” ? I felt sorry for missing a good opportunity to get to know her more.
I placed the pot in the balcony and went back to continue what I was doing. After she left, I continued watching TV.
Watching TV and munching snacks. These were the most enjoyable tasks I was never tired of doing. To say more of it, this irritated my father the most. Now back to my neighbour, she had a reason for gifting me the rose plant.
I had been watching her roses grow in her balcony. As I was climbing down the stairs one day, I met her. I complimented on the beautiful roses in their balcony, nodded and buzzed off. But her smiling face stuck to my mind and heart. I longed for another opportunity to talk to her.
While more roses blossomed in the plant, we became friends to the point of discussing about my job and career.
“Why not start a garden nursery? You said your father has an acre of land somewhere? You love roses. Bouquet shops have a good demand for it.” She was right.
Her idea seemed okay.
I felt happy because these were changes in my life now which were bringing more positive vibration. This, I was sure, would ward off the negative energy which my father was instilling in me till now.
My father came in and silently switched off the TV.
I stared at him.
“What are you staring at me for?”
“Go out and search for a job instead of watching TV all the time!:
I threw the plate angrily on the table and went to my room.
I switched on the computer.
Does he think getting a job is as easy as buying a vegetable? “Man, you try and you will know what I am undergoing!”
My PC took a long time to boot. I became restless and walked towards the mirror.
I combed my already combed hair. Would she ever love a ruffian?
“Ruffian!” My dad’s favorite taunting word!.
“Go have a haircut and shave!”
Doesn’t he get tired at all telling it to me again and again whenever he looks at me?
My dad thinks that jobs will be handed over in a golden platter during campus placements to all and sundry whoever passed out of college.
Now back to the pot of roses.
I proved myself and set the rose garden. Hundreds of roses started blooming wildly.
My father felt that I am “doing” something better than watching TV, munching snacks and putting on weight! And I married my sweetheart. Chnages are inevitable, and sometimes they shock us and even jolt us from our seaters.
I had just stepped into my garden nursery that day. It took me a few seconds to realize what was happening there. They were breaking the pots, destroying the rose bushes, stamping the roses – whatever harm they could do to my pets – the rose plants. This was not the right time for me to lose control of my emotions. I held back my tears.
I hated the sight of my favorite plants destroyed and ripped out! Beautiful roses strewn around – They were of such beautiful colors which would make anyone say, "Well, that’s just lovely…"
“I am a top Government official. Don’t you dare cross roads with me! We need your place for a shopping complex! Vacate the place in a month’s time or you are done!”
My rebellious attitude came to the forefront. Why should I listen to him?
However I did try to get another place for my plants. My plants were delicate darlings. They just can’t be moved as and when or how I liked. I was searching for a nice place suitable for these potted plants.
“Nooooo! Please leave them alone! I will vacate soon! I promise!” I screamed at them and begged the men to stop breaking the stems of those lovely plants.
They left.
I stood there for five minutes looking at them sadly.
My roses know how much close I was to them. It was hard work and toil all the year round. Trimming them like a meditation every single day, watering them and giving them their share of sunlight…
And now, this is a change I never expected in my life. Along with it, God knows what more I should expect! It is probably the comfort zone which makes us resist changes. I hope for revival soon.
“This too shall pass!”

2 comments:

rantravereflect said...

good, bad or ugly, changes are necessary- they make it a mandate to respond, n thereby, help us live n breathe variety..

ya rose gardenz gonna be safe :)

adhishg said...

nice story..i liked your blog..your have a gift for story tellng..keep it up