The season of the Dolanchapa flowers is coming to an end, and the end has drawn to make way for new ones. Nature does not like a vacuum, and that is why the arrival of the Shiuli flowers has begun even before the Dolanchapa season ends. The night air is filled with early signs of the coming of winter.
I have a strange fascination with all white flowers. The marigold is white, and lately I have been loving the mornings very much. On winter mornings, the marigold flowers are wet with the early morning dew, and even when they fall to the ground, they create a strange combination of white and orange.
When we wake up in the morning, the smell of the earth, the color of the flowers, and the cold breeze make it seem as if nature is preparing to lower the curtain of winter. With the departure of each flower, the arrival of another flower teaches us that the end does not mean the end, but rather the beginning of something new.