Blooming Beginnings
One fine morning at MCC, I paused near a bush of flowers. My friend took a picture of me standing there, but for me it was never about the photo. It was about the quiet moment of admiration. The flowers stood in their natural beauty, needing nothing more, and just looking at them gave me a calm feeling. That pause reminded me how even a small act of noticing can bring peace to the heart.
Later, in the evening, the same sense of admiration returned to me in my own garden. I usually water the plants each day, but that evening I wanted to do something more. I went out and brought home a few new flowers like bougainvillea, marigold, roses and some others. These are common in Tamil Nadu, yet each carries its own charm.
Planting them did not feel like work. Instead, it gave me galdness. I admired the small patch of color in my garden, and it felt like the same peace I had experienced that morning near the bush at MCC.
Both moments, though different, carried the same lesson. Admiration itself is a gift. It asks for nothing but presence. When we admire, we are not rushing or expecting.we are simply noticing. And in that simple act, we find joy. Flowers remind us of this truth every day. Whether on a college campus or in our own garden, they offer beauty quietly to anyone willing to pause and look.
A day that begins with admiration and ends with admiration is not just ordinary. It becomes a gentle reminder that peace is found not in big achievements, but in small, meaningful connections with nature. And those connections, once noticed, stay with us long after the flowers have faded.
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