Rachanaa R

Abstract

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Rachanaa R

Abstract

Precious

Precious

1 min
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Every morning, when I open my door, I find the fragrant Parijaat flowers lying on the garden floor.


Their heavenly scent enters my heart with the first whiff of fresh morning air. It sometimes make me wonder, why these beautiful flowers fall from the tree as the first ray of sun brings the dawn at our doorsteps everyday.


After pondering over the subject, I have come to the conclusion that every precious thing comes from the ground and every priceless thing falls on the ground like an apple which fell on the ground and gave an idea of gravitational force to Newton, or like the precious Parijaat flowers which fall on the ground to spread a universal truth that we always fall in love by surrendering our ego and professing our love for our loved one as the Parijaat tree falls in love with the earth everyday and showers it with her white and orange flowers like the beautiful face of our mother holding the love for her child deep within her body, mind and soul.


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