The Greens

Summary

The text is a reflective and poignant narrative describing the author's serene and dreamlike experience surrounded by greenery and the bittersweet realization that follows.

Abstract

The author paints a vivid picture of being immersed in a lush, green environment, which initially appears to be a dense forest but is revealed to be a modest array of money plants in mud pots. The narrative unfolds in a balcony setting, where the author and their mother observe the vibrant nature scene, including two small sparrows. The greenery and the presence of the sparrows evoke a sense of paradise for the author. However, the dreamlike experience takes an emotional turn when the author realizes that their mother, who seems so present in the moment, has passed away, suggesting that the encounter was a visitation in a dream.

Opinions

The author finds comfort and a sense of escapism in the presence of greenery, which provides a temporary respite from the stresses of life.
There is a deep appreciation for the beauty of nature, as seen in the detailed description of the money plants and the sparrows.
The author cherishes the intimate moments shared with their mother, even if it was in a dream, indicating a profound connection and longing.
The realization that the mother's presence was a dream serves as a poignant reminder of loss and the ways in which loved ones continue to influence us beyond their physical presence.

A Dream

I see greenery all around me — a precious, soft, warm and lush blanket of emerald-green — a pleasant sight in these stressful times, feel like I will merrily lose my way for some time or may not want to return……

just like what happens when you are in a dense, damp forest, with a rustic smell, inhabited by — dark-green foliage, small shrubs, lovely dew-dripping flowers, boughs and twigs and branches and trunks of all these huge trees standing tall — and getting absorbed into nature, only you and nature…

…and then I realize this greenery is just some money plants, their heart-shaped beautiful leaves with green and yellow streaks, making their way out of poor old mud pots, — weary pots, full of red and brown soil, some of it catching fungus and turning into dark-green grime —

and then, I see that these heart-shaped blossoming leaves have spread all over my balcony railing, and are winding up and down the adjacent walls, in a hurry, like there isn’t a tomorrow……

and then, there’s this stunning sight of two tiny spring-green colored sparrows, so pretty… flying and chirping and chirping and flitting, and sitting on my balcony at one point, and flying and flitting… and trying to sit on the leaves of the money plant the next moment, and then slipping down the shiny leaves, flying and chirping again……

and then, I see that I and my mother sitting on the threshold of the balcony door, are enjoying this beautiful sight, and I, quite amused and happy amid this greenery and being with my mother, wondrously think this must be paradise……

and then I realize………… my mother is no longer with me, and perhaps, just visited me in my dreams, together with the two tiny and pretty spring-green colored sparrows!