My new pet...

This is my new pet ... my money plant, the way it came into my life is rather unusual. I had popped over to my friend's desk for a casual chat and a normally I-don't-care-what-you-keep-on-your-desk me first laid eyes on it. There it was in a corner of her desk, standing or I should say drooping, looking rather dejected and with an aura which said "I'm-sorry-that-I'm-taking-so-much-space-on-your-desk". All the leaves had lost most of its moisture and were drooping. My friend confided in whispers, much like a doctor telling near and dear ones that the patient is only a kuchhi-dinon-ka-mehemaan, that no matter how much she watered it or tended to it, it kept drooping and actually looked like it was days away from meeting its maker. It was love at first sight, since childhood I've always taken a shine for the underdog and this poor plant was seriously struggling to stay alive, so I took it under my wing and administered some TLC.

 Quite literally so to speak, as I watered it, trimmed it, talked to it, petted it, sang to it, etc. I even promised everyone that "It will live" even when they shook their head and gave me looks which said "Stop kidding yourself" but B stood by my side and said  "Of course it will live, that's why you saw in at your friend's desk and rescued it".

The plant responded well to the tenderness and care and today I stand redeemed, as you can see the plant is back in the "green" of health. I feel very protective of it like it is my child or something. Just like a proud mother shows off her offspring to all and sundry, I take immense pride is showing it off. I know, that makes me a basket case, but this blog is all about honestly so I own up to it!!!