A flower returned
Walking through busy streets of life, stumbled upon a flower, which appeared very innocent. Probably, the flower was destined to some place or was in transit or was at it's destination, I am not sure. Probably the flower was with it's destination, but got left out for some reason - probably, it was destined to come in contact with me. I picked up the flower. It was a moment of joy. I had never taken a flower in hand in my life. I was too scared with flowers. Or flowers were scared of me? I walked few steps with the flower, I was trying to establish a connection with the flower. I was becoming overwhelmed. I was getting carried away. I started rushing with the flower in my hand - rushing to take it to a temple. But, then I realised that flower was destined to be somewhere else. But, by the time, I have started loosing the sight, the geography of my path, my current coordinates. Flower is not sure about the journey, I am loosing track.
What is the best to do?
Go back, place the flower back at its place from where I had picked it up - and flower will meet its destination. I am very sure, flower is happy now - I am on my way back on busy streets of life.......