‘in sync with one another’ – as beautiful and as elusive as that:Partners
Another one from my Mashoodpur visit. I found this hardy little plant nonchalantly flowering among the stones and bricks of the wall between two houses in this little urban village of Delhi.
I am not able to recall its name in my native language but i used to have this in my flower-pot sometime back. It is quite a perfect kind of plant to be suspended in those hanging pots. It has bigger flower – bigger than the one in this picture which is in fact smaller than that of an oxalis bloom. The ones in my flower spot had similarly given miniature versions of the bloom just like this one but its parent plant had bigger blooms. I wonder if it has to do with soil.
According to the flowers of India, this is the portulaca grandiflora also called the moss rose. I always thought portulaca was another plant (apparently i had mistaken it for purslane). the interesting thing is how this flower is quite the time-keeper: in Bangladesh it is known as time-phool (time flower), in Hindi it is called nau-baje or 9 o’clock as it flowers around this time of the day and in Vietnam it is called 10 O’clock.
It must be quite a punctual flower to be given such a time-specific name! I wonder what it would have been called before the clock was invented!
‘Don’t send me flowers when I am dead. If you like me, send them while I am alive’ – Brian Clough
‘what sunshine is to a flower, smiles are to humanity’ – Joseph Adison
‘to me, flowers are happiness’ – Stefano Gabbana
‘if your heart is a volcano, how shall u expect flowers to bloom?’ – Khalil Gibran
‘Weeds are flowers too, once you get to know them’ – A.A. Milne
This must probably be my fifth or sixth visit to the little town. Caught sight of this big-eyed happy tomato trying to eat spaghetti on the walls of Rishikesh not far from the Laxman Jhulla. It was a sunny day and the sunny colours of the graffiti echoed it. The graffiti is signed ‘Bianca Wolff, Australia, EW 15’. Someone sure left her mark!
It was ten at night and the Guru Granth Sahib had been taken to rest for the night but the place was still buzzing with life. Devotees were resting or doing voluntary services – cleaning, scrubbing, dusting, sweeping, mopping. The gateways do not have gates and welcome all people at any point of time.