Now flowers are falling off. They are being replaced by closed seeds of them. Autumn is ringing everywhere. In this October, plants, trees and weeds are changing their colors. Changing for good.
I was thinking all this, while looking at vibrant colorful flowers in my gallery. These pictures are clicked at my way back from a tour.
It was a perfect evening but my stomach was demanding justice from me. It was bribing to eat something. I was just making some excuses to it. We will eat later but rightnow have this air around you and feel these flowers.
We got off from bus and I rushed in the garden of hotel.All other fellows made their way to canteens and washroom but I escaped myself to flowers. These flowers turned on smile on my face.
I am sure that our remote ancestors also used to see the beauty of flowers. They also stopped for a while to see the flower waving beside the canal.
Flower is predecessor of fruit but on some plants they remain flowers and never changes to fruit. Instead of turning into fruit they become seeds. I would say that Flower is Liminal space and it's a beautiful thing in the process. The process which is decided by nature and smelling nicely in the environment.
I am also in liminal space same like these flowers. I am standing at 21 years of my life. I have successfully kicked off two decades of my life. This journey is going on. I am searching for fruit of my life but you know what's that? It's actually death.... The bitter truth and the better fruit of life. We remain in struggle to find fruit. We actually confuses life's fruit with jobs, money and other materialistic things but reality is far more different and scary.
We are living in this garden of life and hailed from Garden of Eden. We are being fascinated and impressed by the glory of these flowers and livelihood. That's it. It's the reality for us. Think for a while..... What if it's not the reality?
I assume I have transformed a lively and lovely thing to a more philosophical and absurd for you? Forgive me!
I am sorry for ruining your mood. It was not my intention. It were actually my thoughts which were popping up in my mind constantly.
You better should enjoy the piece of beauty which is joy forever and shouldn't be worry about the price you have to pay for this piece of beauty.
Also, my bus is leaving and I have to catch. I am getting late. Ahhh... Don't forget to question yourself.
See you then π