On an eventful Thursday, which we girls dedicated to various
indulgences like wandering, eating and shopping, I came out of a crowded mall
in Panjim hand tied with shopping bags. A short spell of rain had given the
road outside a rejuvenating makeover and everything glistened as the droplets
retired from their surfaces into the soil that flaunted its new scent. As my friends
stirred around to find our car in the parking lot, I got imprinted by an
innocently beautiful white carnation sitting coyly in the basket of a flower
seller. I just couldn’t move on. So I bought it, for myself and no one else.
And now, it soothes my room with its tranquil beauty.

Like many other flowers, each type of carnation
stands for a meaning. Where light red carnations speak of admiration, dark red announce
deep love and affection. The white ones whisper pure love and good luck, while
purple ones are for whimsicality. The pink carnations have a holier
significance. It is said that when Lord Jesus carried the Cross, Virgin Mary
painfully shed tears and the places where these tears fell, carnations sprang
up and bloomed. So, in many countries, pink carnations are gifted to mothers on
Mother’s Day! It’s so amazing to know that how many meanings and stories are
associated with so many things around us that we don’t even notice in our daily
lives. I guess it is truly sad, ‘God is in details’. And right now, I am in love
with this white carnation that is for me and only me.