This story is about how perception dominates our thinking. It is about a rose and a lotus – both extremely famous and well established in their own family but they fail to recognize the strength of each other simply because they cannot “see” the other person.
“Rosie” has began to grow. Finally she opened her little, red rose buds and smiled to the world. She was everything Mother Earth could want. Pure, innocent and trusting. She laughed when tiny dew drops caressed her cheeks. She filled the garden with her fragrance when the sun embellished her body. She wanted to feel loved by everyone and everything around her. She was the pure symbol of love and giving.
Fiona was thrilled. Rosie was perfect and she could not wait to take selfies with her. Fiona was 18 years old and she loved her mother’s garden. Her garden was filled with all kinds of flowers that can grow on the soil. Rose, sunflower, orchids – you name it and it was there. Fiona was particularly very fond of the roses. Every time a new rose blossomed her picture was there on facebook smiling and showing to all her new fascination. Fiona also helped her mother with mending the garden. It was a pretty 12 acre garden filled with only flowers.
Fiona and Rosey were happy – happy to be where they were and happy in their own worlds. On a land far far away, another child was happy. Her heart was filled with the same kind of excitement but her eyes saw a different flower. Munni was a five year old child of a fisherman. She lived in the backwaters of Kerala. She saw a different flower. She saw a lotus.