How can a flower, or a plant be associated with emotions and memories between a mother and a daughter?
As our grandmother, my mother’s mother, was an avid gardener, a lot of plants were among the many things she left when she passed away in 2004. And, probably as the most relevantly passionate among her children, Ammu inherited many of those greeneries.
This particular cactus-like plant didn’t give any flower up to the time my grandmother left us on 13 March 2014. It could be eventually taken as a flowerless plant, until last month– when this orange, fast-growing and rose-like flower showed up at last, after so many years.
There is not a day when Ammu gets to her garden and doesn’t tell me this plant’s story of becoming a memento of her most beloved mother, which became even more gracious with this beautiful flower last month.
The plant’s proper name was unknown, until the surprising blossom ensued a short internet research and the name came out to be Orange Pereskia. It’s also casually called Rose Cactus, which actually makes more sense, and easier to remember.