Chapter 7: Petty desires

Flower is a beautiful creation of nature. Everyone loves flower. I didn't know anyone personally who hated flower or floral products. I was a florist and floristry was my business. I had my own house to work. My parents past away long ago, I studied on botany and started my small business on flower in my house. I planted, produced, traded and delivered my own products. I had my little garden, greenhouse, pond, lab to make floral products and a car to deliver. I was really in love with my work. Woman, was an another necessity to me but never felted the desire to had . It was a beautiful day, heavy rainfall made my garden more beautiful and fragmented. Roses, lilies, begonias, bell flowers, bleeding hearts, tulips, water lilies, butterfly weeds, wisteria vine, climbing roses, cosmos, dahlias, daisies, daffodils, orchids blooming every corner of my garden. It was a pleasant sight, drizzling drops of water on my pond, sounding like rhythmically mysterious. The heavy clouds made the atmosphere more gloomy and dark, the colours of the flowers shining bright in that darkness creating a luminous light. I was mesmerizingly busy with my garden when the calling bell of the front door ranged. It was my home delivery of new seeds from Switzerland. I had heard that there was one rare seed from the cave of their forest which was founded by an artist, so, no one cared to buy this unknown flower seed but as a florist, I wanted to be suprised. Therefore, I ordered the product with other orders for home delivery hence I took the liberty to receive the little special parcel along with others. As recommended, I planted it. Within a week, it turned into a beautiful big white pollen, thin light petals of that flower seemed to have a pinkish ovary with a baby inside then end of the week, it was bloomed. At first glance, I was surprised to see such a wonderful flower, whites in centre, pinkish whites petals, in the centre there was an large egg like something. Out of my amazement, I was poking the egg to open those covered petals, to see the baby pollen. It seemed like it was sealed. I stopped poking the centre then it started to open petals one by one. It turned out that there was a beautiful woman standing in front of me. Nothing on her. Completely clear naked appearance. Smell like a flower. As a professional florist, I never thought that I would see such a beautiful creation with an alluring unknown fragrance. I never seen such a beauty that made me fall in love with her instantly. Her flawless glowing soft skin, shiny pinkish cheeks, shimmering dark ember hair. Her whole body was wrapped with see through white flower petals that was seemed like naked at first, lean tall figurine as fragmented as a fresh spring came to me. That day, was my most memorable and favourite day of life. Afterwards of that day, I married to that miraculous, beautiful and silent lady of mine which was gifted by the nature.