This 48-year-old woman tried to make me acquainted with the flower names. When I inquired if she has any other hobbies, she retorted, “I don’t have any other hobbies. This is what I enjoy the most.” She did not look at me, but her voice was sorrowful. “I don’t get to spend a lot of time with my boys. When they reach home, I am busy with my work.” Mirabai’s eldest son is an engineer. He intends to go abroad to pursue higher studies. Her second son has aspirations as well. He is a student of class 12. “He wants to be a doctor”, the mother beamed.
She pointed towards a flower and enlightened me, “ This one right here is called Bougainvillea. This is one of my favorite flowers.”She recently opened a shop. Apparently, she now orders flowers from Pune and Guwahati. “My business is booming. I never thought I will get this successful”, she shook her head and shifted her eyes to the ground. As I decided to hit the road again, the sun was high up against my face.