Flower Series : Lalupate

Fascinating Lalupate flowers blooming nearby our office building.

I encountered Lalupate in Kathmandu. I was fascinated by the green fresh leaves turning red. During the initial years, I used to say I would plant Lalupate in our house but yet not got a chance to grow anywhere. 

In Vasant Vihar, I again encountered Lalupate. I had not expected Lalupate in Dehradun and was excited again as I used to in Kathmandu. Passing through the single leaved Lalupate plant everyday, I was waiting for its leaves to turn red. One day it started. 

 

I need to get a chance, the time before our office gate opens so I won't be late (and boss do not mark half-day in my attendance sheet). But to reach early to click pictures is always not possible. First I don't remember anything like this at home, second I can't manage everything so early. Getting used to preparing breakfast and lunch early morning is tough. I know you understand, because you know my habit.

One day I did, clicked some pictures and was happy that I could capture at least some shots with dew drops on the leaves. But a friend of mine suggested me not to put any of those pics and to click again. Disappointed, yet agreed because I too was not satisfied with the clicks. 

Next day, a colleague showed me another Lalupate tree, in the right of our office building. Oh my God!!! Will I ever be a photographer when I don't look around??? Thanks to him!! I clicked many (as usual) pictures among which some of them are here. 

Let me not tell you a lie, I spent another one lunch break to click more pictures. Finally I was happy that I had at least few shareable ;) pictures. They are shareable, aren't they? 

May your life be as loving as Lalupate... May love spread...

Flower Series : Chrysanthemum

I had planted a red rose

In my China Clay Gamala

But what grew is 

A yellow Chrysanthemum.

These were the lines of my teacher Mr. Shailendra Kumar Singh who taught us English literature in BA. I was his student for "Drama" in second year and "Critical and Creative Writing" in third year.

This post is dedicated to my respected teacher Mr. Shailendra Kumar Singh who is probably still teaching in Padma Kanya Multiple Campus, Kathmandu, Nepal or may be he is retired. 

Mr. Singh motivated we students with his poems on our names. I was among those lucky pupils who received one. 

This was the time when I realized "Godavari" is called Chrysanthemum and I was doing graduation. Guess how slow I grew...

I was everyday watching these flowers grow on my way to and from office in the morning and evening. I was waiting for a chance when I could store them in my camera. Sometimes it was too late for the office and sometimes too late from the office. I was also waiting for them to fully grow so I can capture different shots.

Today when I reached office, the gate was locked and it was an opportunity to me. I clicked some beautiful shots. Beautiful... aren't they?

I fall in love with plants and flowers... No no, I fall in love with everything in the nature... What usually matters is if my camera has battery or not.

Today was a pleasing experience. Two little girls on the house opposite to where I was taking pictures, were lovingly talking about me. Someday in future, they will also grow a passion for something. Something like photoblogging...

Do you like Chrysanthemum? I do. I wish you happy times ahead. Cheers :) :)