They will never return. Having water to drink will not ensure their survival, and they will start dying.
Before the day is over, some of them will apologise. Some will express undying love. Some will form beautiful, but inadequate, expressions of sympathy. Some will just look good. Some will smell good too.
People will be drawn to their natural beauty. But no one will care to look deeper. To see beyond the obvious to what remains unspoken as the wilting flowers are thrown away after they have outlived their utility.
Happy birthday.
Congratulations.
I love you.
Marry me.
My sympathies.
Get well soon.
Missing you.
Those are the things we make flowers say for us. What would flowers say if they could speak for themselves?
10 comments:
Achcha hai :)
bahut achcha hai
DC and MM: Now waiting for someone to top your comments with 'bahut bahut achha hai!'
fantastic! you're on a roll!
OJ: :) thankye thankye
If flowers could speak for themselves, they would definitely thanked you for reading their minds. Bahut, bahut, bahut accha hain! :)
Mystic: Hmm...so if you see someone on the streets of Bombay lending an ear to some garrulous gladioli, you'll know it's me! :)
Ana : They would say...
Dear Anamika...we bow to thee, our voice, our crusader, our soul-speak!
Tharini: Hee hee, that makes me feel all powerful. "Mogambo khush hua..."
they woud say - anna you write beautifully. but then candy and i already know that.
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