By Girija M. Nair
As I sat admiring my garden my thoughts wandered off to my relationships
As the flowers swayed in the wind, I realized how different they were in their own rights,
Isn’t it same as my relationship with my loved ones I thought.
What if, I sowed the seeds of love and trust it to bloom,
What if, I nurture it just enough, so as not to crowd it,
What if, I just provide a safe space for it to be,
What if, when it blooms I accept it for what it is,
What if, I respect it and give it a safe space to open up,
What if, as it opens up, I choose to be there unconditionally without expectations,
What if, the bag of expectations begins to get heavy, can I be strong to let it go,
What if, I set my bag of judgements down and be open minded.
What if, if I start Now..………