A Rose On My Doorstep …
Today, I came back from office a little late … and as I stepped into my washroom to freshen up … my eyes glanced upon my bathtub. Inside the tub, lay an arrangement so perfect, I couldn’t have done it better myself.
Something that played more with my curiousity … than with my vision. As I stooped to take a closer look, my feeling of intrigue grew … kind of like when you’re young, and you see a neatly wrapped gift lying for you on your birthday. And the feelings of excitement and curiousity complement each other until the point, where you just have to go and pull the ribbon open.
There lay a small bunch of flowers. Placed in a beautiful tight bunch, there were three pink flowers looking absolutely cozy next to each other. In fact, it almost looked like they had been trying different combinations all evening just to look so perfect when i would return to see them.
I closed the door to shut out the light from my bedroom. But it made no difference to them, they seemed to shine even brighter with less light. And as their pink turned into a darker red in the lesser light, it reminded me of moments passed with even stronger emotions.
I slowly bent down to touch the petals. Oh, soft like they were just plucked from a shrub. As I slowly touched the first petal … it was just like running my finger against the smooth cheek of …
As I closed my eyes, enjoyed that soft touch, and took a long deep breath … I could just feel the calm from that touch go in my hands, flow through my arms, spread through my upper body, and then all the places where I really wanted to feel the tingle …
Who put it there? Was it someone I know and suspect? Do I have a secret admirer? Is nature simply conspiring to play with me and made it flow through the window? Or could all this be the poetic imagination of this hopeless romantic?
I don’t know … but I sure hope I’m sane … and these pictures prove that part.
This coupled with some events over the last few weeks is making me a very strong believer in serendipity. Maybe things do always happen for a good reason …
Something big’s about to happen …
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Yea man, there’s always a calm before the big stuff comes. I think it’ll be smashing. Lolz
By the way, flowers in the bathroom have a whole different meaning for me…