“….and when the breeze touched the flower gently…I saw the joy in every flower, they were all seemed dancing…dancing in rejoice…. And it felt like as if…I’m in heaven….”
Gundlupet! The journey between sulthan bethery and mysore, you cannot keep yourself from looking away to the sides of the road. Flowers, and flowers everywhere…its the most colourful site you can ever experience.
You can’t resist yourself, but stop and be amidst this fragrant and colour….beauty!!when you get into the vast garden, your existence becomes nullified.
Mornings are the best time to absorb the beauty. Its a feast for your senses. The dew on the petals seemed like diamonds and the hoovering bees dig deep to collect the nectar…everything seemed to carry you to a totally different world. As the flowers bloom, birds and bees rushes in from everywhere….
But some other things also catches your attention. The ‘Reality’ ! There are great stories of hardships behind this incomparable beauty. Every planter dreams high and hold hopes tight when they plant the seeds. A prayer that needs to be heard, since the market awaits for the arrival of festival flowers..
The planters even halt at the shade near to the garden, so that nothing and none tampers with their hardworking.
When we finally make up our minds to move on from the enchanting garden, our minds are stuffed with fragrance and the colourful memories with a tint of realistic life and hardships.