This is the second time in his week I have the same feeling, a feeling of neglecting things, and a kind of forgetting about little things that I should not be forgetting.
Am I forgetting my old friends ?
Am I forgetting the needs of some people who care about me. ?
Am I neglecting some one or something, who is so dear to me ?
Let me tell you about what happened today. When I am home it is my practice to water all my plants with my own hands so that I notice each and every plant with my eyes. My watering started from the east end of my garden to the extreme corner, facing the main road.
When I was in the corner concentrating on the Anthurium, I sensed an exotic smell.
Well! Every body knows that Anthurium do not have any particular smell so I started wondering if one of the purple one’s have suddenly turned a hybrid variety with a scent ? Impossible!
Now something else flashed in my mind…the unmistakable smell of Champaka, the special exotic smell that no other flower can give you.
Perhaps some of you remember my old post 'Thank you Pinky' about a stem of half spoiled champaka that came floating in the river which I planted it in the corner of my garden. It bloomed once and I posted it but after that I forgot the champaka completely. It was behind a medium sized leafy mahogany in the corner and I never cared to check the plant for almost 6six months.
I don’t elaborate more. The plant has grown just a few inches taller than I have seen it last.
With the same camera but with due apologies to my pink champaka, for neglecting it…here it is, the second bloom.
Now I wonder if I am really forgetting or neglecting anything else.
Remind me if I am.