Some of you must have heard the name of a flowering plant called “fuchsia” also called Chinese lantern/dancing dolls. My wife and I had fallen in love with this plant when we were posted at a remote place called Chakrata during my Army tenure. It is a plant of the hilly region; the poor plant did not survive one summer when we moved to the Sun City on posting. This was around 1993. Time went by and we returned back to the Suncity after retirement in 2021. Our hobby of gardening continued and we established a small garden. One day while scrolling the net, I found a seller selling this plant called fuchsia. Without even reading any review, I ordered it. It came as a weak plant and battered plant. However, it was not the one we were looking for. The shape of the leaves was different. I raised a query with the supplier, who refused to replace it. Being a plant lover we welcomed the new plant in our garden. It was not fuchsia but a “bleeding...
Having done my time both in the corporate and the Army one tries to maintain a few routines. Besides keeping fit and indulging in hobbies of reading, photography, gardening and writing. I could never write during my Army days except for some ‘service writing’ but in the corporate world, one used to find time. Those days reaching the office in time was a ritual. We would then get busy with the office chores. Housekeeping of the office was done before you entered it. If things are neat and clean then one gets time to think, reflect and concentrate on topics which touch your daily life. Now, the scene is totally civilian. My dining table is my workplace. The whistle of the cooker in the kitchen adjacent, keeps reminding me of that. Once I am free from the morning chores in the garden, it is time to key write my blog. Our maid times her arrival perfectly as I sit down to write. I keep an ear on her “cling clang” which she does while doing the dishes. Moment...