With determination and high hopes I opened my precious dried
Pea Pod in the month of October. It was time to plant the seed inside the womb
of the Almighty Mother Earth. With utter care and patience it was my turn to
wait for the seeds to sprout. Like an enthusiastic (lunatic) curiosity I
watched keenly at the spot. Loving and caressing the dirt below my palm in the
pot.
On the other side my ‘Pati Parmeshwar’ was also hopeful to
become a father again of the most beautiful and adorable Pea Pods in the universe
to take birth right in our mini garden. He started looking forward for the day
our loving plant decides to deliver the lustrous perfect pods. He even decided
to name the pods – Pitta, patta, patter…. Blah blah blah…
It was January now and our eyes glistened with love and
tears when we first spotted the tiny miniscule buds on the plants. What a bliss
it was. But God has some other plans stored for us. He took away our happiness
by sending extreme harsh winter. To our horror all our pea plants succumb to the
intense cold wave ‘aur allah ko pyaare ho gaye’..
My world came crashing down and then I saw one plant shining
and smiling at me with a lovely beautiful yellow flower by the end of february.
Ahaa!! so God loves me a lot I know. That is why my ‘Mehnat rang(flower) laai..
aur meri goad mein ek nanhe munne ‘pea’ ki kilkari dikhai di….
Soon that flower blossomed into a perfect Pea Pod. It was
time for my ‘Pati Parmeshwar’ to inspect with his sombre look.
Satisfied! He
smiled and said with love ‘Janeman.. aaj to matar pulav bana hi do…!!
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