Gardening (Encourage the Young Gardeners)

NOTE: I wrote this post for “FAMILY-MILL” (http://familymill.com/) but I am unable to post it there due to some technical issues, so I will re-blog it there. Cece, you need to check out the settings as I am not able to post. Thank you. The post dedicated to Gina from http://professionsforpeace.com/. Happy Reading!

Family Time – Gardening Time.

Gardening can be an exquisite treat on a summery day when your children complain how they can not favor outdoor games; hence that is the very right moment to disclose a “SURPRISING NEWS” to them – “Baby, lets go gardening.” I have a fair idea how there will be upset faces to the very prompt surprise revealed by you but that is where your job starts – “Be a baby around your baby” (as I mentioned before) and think of numerous ways of making something unexciting looks like the most exhilarating thing to experience on this planet. Children would never like to hear those dumb-founded lectures on various types of flowers and the seasons and much more; they would want to EXPERIMENT! Yeah, that is the precise word for how your babies see the world – EXPERIMENTATION! Once you hand over the watering pot to them while you can keep up with the dangerous equipments like shovel and gardening scissors for trimming the out-grown weeds.  In tidbits, teach them to praise Mother Nature. It is not important for your baby to know the name of every flower in your lawn but the appreciation and love for Mother Nature in his heart ought to be nurtured willingly.

 

George ate it all up!

Hence, when I woke up today in the morning – my friend, George came over at my place with his little son, Kevin. They were all alone in the home rotting in the empty house as George’s wife (Carla) was busy helping her friend with her marriage ceremony; thus he targeted my house and surprised me with his visit. His son is around 4 and a half and is deliciously sweet – I mean he is a darling (Don’t mind me when I get crazy about kids but don’t they add flavor to this dumb world eh?). Well, I prepared breakfast for George (the one he likes that I know by heart – black coffee and toast with Nutella) and when I asked the little baby what would he like for the breakfast, he responded, “Same as daddy, Naima. Thank you” and I laughed hysterically and then he realized black coffee was not his taste. Anyway, I poured him some milk in the Kellogg CHOCOS and he had fun-time with chocolaty milk and the coco-pops. As soon as they were done with breakfast, George dashed straight to my room and tossed and turned in my bed (I hate this about him) and played with Kevin – I was fascinated to see such a remarkable relationship between a son and dad which is not everywhere to be seen. I encouraged them playing cheerfully.   After I was done cleaning my kitchen, I sneaked in the room to check on them and I saw both of them sleeping.  Kevin was wrapped around George graciously as if he was a part of him and this made my Sunday brighter.

They woke up after few hours and came in the hall yawning and stretching – Kevin seemed like “little George”. George is far too older than me and I haven’t seen him as a toddler but I can guarantee how he must have been too much as same as Kevin. Anyway, to awaken them I broke the news of “GARDENING” to both of them and I swear their faces were worth a look. I showed some pictures of beautiful gardens to Kevin on my iphone and he was fascinated. I showed him how a gardening kit looks like and he desired to see it in reality. I had one in the store (though not in good condition yet perfectly sound for the display) and I showed him the gardening tool box and explained to him the tools and their purposes. At that very moment, he wanted to go out in my lawn and do it all with me. George yawned and I pinched him on his thigh showing my bulging eyes to demonstrate some interest for gardening before Kevin but I don’t blame him – he is a kid himself. Thus he followed us but just like dragging himself around for my sake.

I regret not taking “PERSONAL” pictures.

Anyway, Kevin was not concerned about his dad (one wonderful favor from him) and he continued trimming the weeds with me. I handed him the water pot (a smaller one so we had to fill it all over again and again but importantly I had to keep his comfort zone in mind). I trimmed the weeds properly and taught him how to water the plants with the help of the water pot. Hence then we together mowed the lawn, I adjusted him right in between my legs keeping his toes safe in between mine and we mowed the lawn all together cheerfully. He was smiling and laughing and asking frequent questions about flowers he was taught at nursery and I made the information exciting with the help of my iphone by answering his questions through illustrations and presentations available on internet. He enjoyed and wanted to stay with me when George went to pick Carla from her friend’s place.  

Kevin stayed back with me and I changed him into the tidy clothes he had brought with him in the morning earlier while I soaked his mud-covered and grubby clothes in the detergent later. I couldn’t leave him alone so I was all untidy and messed up in my morning pajamas and Angry Bird T-shirt. We made cheesy pop-corns together and enjoyed them with Pink Panther rocking the LCD screen of my bedroom. I cleaned it along while he watched the cartoons excitedly jumping and hopping in bed. Soon Carla and George were on the door to pick Kevin but he had slept by that time after the exhausted day. I felt embarrassed as I greeted Carla in those filthy clothes and George made fun of me as he exchanged those teasing looks. The three of us ate together with all what was available in my kitchen. After a short conversation, George carried Kevin from my room in his arms and laid him in the back seat of the car while Carla thanked me for taking care of his silly husband and son – doubtlessly she was right in calling her husband silly but Kevin was adorably sweet. She was happy to see him bathed and dressed in clean clothes while the smile on his contented face even while he was sleeping and dreaming made Carla much more contented – I think that is the only thing that makes mommies happy.

 As I cherish a great day spent with George and Kevin though I regret not having the random photo-session with them; I am happy to share my wonderful experience with gardening and a splendid company, hence try out and get your kids out in the gardens in summers to encourage them to learn about Mother Nature through various creative ways may that be illustrations to attract them or EXPERIMENTATION to fascinate them.

 

 

Layman as a Philosopher!

There lives a philosopher in every being on this planet but it merely depends on your skills to scratch the surface of your heart to mingle with the brain nerves in order to attain that very stern expression on your face with millions of lines across your jawbones, forehead, cheekbones presenting you like a true Zombie; hence before you ever think of evolving yourself into a philosopher from inside, you need a complete MAKEOVER!!

 

The very renown scientists and Philosophers.

On the serious note, I usually wonder how numerous scientists have evolved themselves into philosophers in the later stages of their life when they were done with their part in the world of science. Not only scientists hit this very complicated list of wise men but lovers when get hysterical about their love-life and entwining emotions  evolve into philosophers too. Authors, poets, actors, writers and etc are running at the same pace to bind with a fore mentioned people; hence one who is legendary can continue to bang on with his reputation by giving space to the concealed philosopher buried somewhere deep down within his framed personality. Albert Einstein and Newton did a great job in influencing world partly as philosophers too.

 

The turning edge to the context is that layman is not far behind in this race of “WHO WILL BE AN ULTIMATE PHILOSPHER?” They have a panel of experiences to enrich their soul with the nourishment required to reciprocate the experiences into words that helps them to achieve admiration and honor within a matter of few seconds with the exposure to cyber world and numerous social circles throughout the internet web.

 

Let’s do an exercise. Ignore the literal meaning of “PHILOSOPHY” itself and don’t ask yourself WHAT IS PHILOSOPHY? instead ask yourself WHAT STRATEGY COMPOSES A PHILOSPHER IN EVERY HUMAN BEING? I want to make a mental note over here that we are not talking about Philosophy as a subject but as the rare side of human where he develops the instincts to draw a margin between his interests and responsibilities; hence the composure of a personality to understand and interpret the mechanism of life is the captivating chronicle of concealed philosopher in every human being.

 

Life is all about ups and downs; LEARN from it

Happiness and sorrow have an equal contribution in our life-time. Thus, neither a person can whine for the life span shedding tears and mourning over the account of his misfortune nor can he bloom like a flower for an eternity cradling bliss in his arms like his personal possession. Hence, life is a blend of colors where the darker tones demonstrates grief and sorrow and the brighter tones signifies happiness and delight. This JUST systematic approach of Almighty can be justified by an example involving Mother Nature.  I interpret day as the time when Nature initiates its journey seeking the highest point – the maximum level that is achieved (everyday) by illuminating the world partly (while rest of the world is immersed in darkness). When the maximum level is achieved, the Nature begins its journey to seek the lowest point – the minimum level when it can hide its one fire ball behind horizon and let the other white ball illuminate the sky with the acquaintanceship of sparkling stars. There is a theory behind it; if one tends to comprehend it. Almighty exhibits a rule of REALITY everyday that is Success(bliss) and Downfall(sorrow) are coherent. If success is your destiny today then expect the downfall as your next pre-destined step; hence nobody can claim their life to be “PERFECT”.

 

Life is challenging but NEVER GIVE UP

Happiness makes a man proud of his gestures and actions therefore when hardships hit his shore and thrashes him with the surprise of an examination from Almighty, the same bigheaded man regrets and complains for he never expects the era of happiness wounded by the incoming of his spiritual examination. The patient beings on this planet who centrally believe in HOPE always have a way out – the hope is another terminology for “PHILOSOPHY”. When a man encourages himself under the flag of HOPE mingling his wisdom with the temperament to counter the challenges and examine his will-power, self-determination and spiritual strength, it is the very exact time when he gives birth to the philosopher in himself. The wide range of experiences flavored with his innovations to bear with the given examination is a challenge in itself and his efforts to clear the examination magnificently helps him with his spiritual growth. When he shares the profound meaning of LIFE accompanied by the voice of his SOUL – the thoughts are transformed into a “LAYMAN’S PHILOSOPHY”.