Transition ..

 

Day 3


Two mandara blooms, born yesterday, welcomed all. Wilted by morning, the glimmer gone. Crashed to ground by noon, their perigrination devoid of notion. Finally, to be swept away by next morning.

Day 2 : Thin whisper of life  


Yesterday's vibrant mandaras, which welcomed all with bright blooms, now wilt and dull. Yet, hope abounds as budding promise lingers, ready to adorn the plant anew in a day or two.

The plant stands steadfast, its solid roots anchored in the earth. Unfazed by the ephemeral blooms, its lush green leaves remain unruffled.

In this harmonious union, diverse elements converge: the rich soil, the resilient plant, and the kaleidoscope of colors – green and pink. Together, they form the majestic 'mandara'.

Day 1  : Inviting reflection on life's depths


Two mandaras stand guard, welcoming all at the entrance. Familiar yet unique, they offer a fresh visual treat each time, inviting reflection on life's depths. If they were absent, would something essential be missing from our day? 

Can't the same logic be applied to most other things in life, like the time spent scrolling through our phones, watching a movie, or reading the newspaper? Do these habits truly enrich our day, or are we simply going through the motions?

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