A day in a Bloom. 🌸

As a child, I loved being surrounded by flowers whether at my home or at my school campus and this love of mine continued till now. It is like I have some other worldly connection with flowers. I feel very happy, contended and calm when I'm at a garden or at flower mandi. I can say it is in my genes because my father is also a fellow flower aficionado. I saw him arranging flowers at home when I was a kid. He used to have a florist come home and decorate each corner with so much elegance. 

I used to help him since then to now. He is also a plant man but I'm entirely a flower girl who is obsessed with flowers. I have several stories related to flowers, my father used to tell me. We had lived our best time going to a flower mandi and picking the flower according to our mood. He loves marigold, lily and daisy. He thinks these flowers bring purity, innocence and devotion. It's fragrance is totally heavenly. 

I find arranging flowers extremely therapeutic. I like to do it by myself. Mogra is my favorite. Haha! You can call an old school now but yes it's true. I love mogra in any form be it as gajra or to fill in bowls for decoration. It's extremely soothing, welcoming and I have a lot of happy memories. I love roses in all the textures and colors, I'm fond of orchids and I really want to see stargazles because I couldn't find it here. I love to interplay between the color of flowers and shapes of vases. Yellow flowers in white vases look so fascinating. 

There is one anecdote related to my love for flowers, I'm gonna tell you all. So, I was about 5 or 6 year's old when my father forgot to bring me a KitKat and I was extremely irritated by that. He then told me to close my eyes and held me a bouquet of white roses with a letter - I love my doll so much. And at that point of time I was like, "papaaaaaaa you bought this for me" and so on stories like these continues till now. I never get tired of taking photos of flowers. 

There are various other fortuitous incidents that happened to me. This blog will become a big documentary if I'll write all those here and my health is not allowing me to elaborate either. Some of the concise instances are jasmine on car's visor, rose petals on bed, backdrop curtains with white lilies, a shimmer rose wrapped in a letter, a book gifted with a tulip inside, rangoli with so many colorful flowers and so on and so forth. 

My love for flowers are never ending. It's my weakness. Held me a flower and I'll forgive for sharing my food! (I'm a foodie, that's why). Arranging them around my house gives me a sense of calm and create excitement at the same time. 

And the way my home smells after...oof!

So, that's the blog for this week.

I'll catch you all super soon.

Toodles.