The joy of watching flowers....

We were in Calcutta for about a month with our daughter.The stay was at the office guest house.I was fully free to spend all my time with Ammu.That is usually what we call her now.She has started repeating a lot of words,understands and says the right word at the right time.Hearing her talk like this is a joy for us parents,who can't still get over how small she was and how she has grown these past few months.

We used to go for long walks to the park.We were in the Salt Lake area and each of these sectors had their huge parks.The houses on either sides of the road were big and well built with the look of wealth and had lot of plants and flowers,due to the rich soil in that area.As I recall,during each of these walks,Ammu used to point out "poo" and say "Aiga",which translated from tamil means "flowers" and "beautiful". It was when she pointed out at those flowers that I noticed,how easy it was to bring her joy with such little things.And further more,when had I started being so cynical, that I did not have the time to look at those beautiful flowers.
She used to stop on the road and exclaim over each a every flower.We have come back from Calcutta and I am still having those precious memories making me smile.

It is indeed a joy watching my "poo Kutti"( flower girl) watching over flowers.......