Thursday, 14 May 2015

Don't await fruits.

Don't await fruits.
The gardner has a complaint.
People are plucking flowers. I am ok with that. He quickly adds, but this one woman is even breaking branches. Pls talk to her.
I am amused. Happy amused that is. His crestfallen expression is more close to some reaction to a world turmoil. His love for his job and his creation, awes a part of me.
And his wholesome sorrow to his tended plants being manhandled or rather woman handled, bristles me too, a wee bit.
And the other side then remembers Krishna's injunction, Dont await fruits.
I guess It cannot get more clearer than in a gardener's job
— feeling thoughtful.

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