Last summer, I went on a trip to Kolkata, Darjeeling and Gangtok with my family and cousin. It was my first trip with my cousin and I couldn’t wait to see the Darjeeling toy train, the red panda and the Kanchenjunga mountains. I packed my bag with warm clothes and good shoes for the cold weather and my mom gave us Apple tags so we wouldn’t get lost.
Just before the trip, I remembered our plants. “Who will water them?” I asked my mom. She smiled and said I had a kind heart for thinking about the plants. She talked to our neighbour, put our plants outside our house and asked our maid to water them every day. I felt happy knowing that.
Our trip was amazing! The Kanchenjunga mountains looked so huge and beautiful with the sunrise. It made me feel so small in this big, big world. We had so much fun and I wished the trip would never end. On our way back to Mumbai, I suddenly remembered something—I had left one plant on my bedroom window! It was a small yellow-flowering plant that I loved and took special care of. My mom told me not to worry, but when we got home, I ran to check. My plant looked so dry and sad, with no leaves and dry soil. I started crying. My dad said we could buy a new plant, but I wanted to save this one. My dad got new soil, fertiliser and plant medicine. He helped me put the plant in a new pot. After that, I remembered something my teacher had told me.
She said that plants can understand positive vibes. So, every morning and evening, I would speak to my plant and check if it was doing okay. I would say things like, “You’ll be fine soon,” and “You are so strong!” I hoped my words and care would help. A week later, I saw a tiny green leaf! I felt so happy and I hugged my parents, thanking them for helping me save my plant. It felt like my little plant had listened to me and was coming back to life.
Now, almost six months later, my little plant is full of bright yellow flowers. Every time I see it, I think of the beautiful flower valleys in Sikkim and how hope and care can bring life back to anything. This little plant taught me something big—never give up, because with love, patience and positive vibes, things can grow and bloom again.
