Little joys
I thought of this when I noticed the tiny budding leaves of the Aparajita creeper growing in my house. Somehow, this plant gives me a quiet kind of happiness. Watching the fresh leaves emerge, noticing how quickly they grow when given space and the right environment — it feels reassuring. The leaves look so alive, so fresh. When it blooms, the flowers add another layer of beauty. Sometimes there are many at once; sometimes I wait for days, only to spot a single flower growing somewhere just out of my reach. And yet, that wait makes it no less special. My liking for this plant has grown so much that I collect its seeds and offer to share them, hoping more people can experience the simple joy this creeper brings. If I really think about it, there are so many moments when I want to focus on the good things around me, but my mind just doesn’t cooperate. And yet, something as small as a plant manages to gently pull me away from my usual thoughts. How does something so simple do that? And wh...