Beauty at its every stage of life

in hive-133716 •  8 days ago 

One day, my father came to my room so excited to bring me to the front yard as he always does to show me something new: a fruit, a flower or may be an animal. I sometimes find its so annoying when he does that when I am doing something and don't wanna go out. This time he was so excited that I decided to walk out and see the flower he is talking about. I am glad that I went there. It was the first time that I ever saw a dragon fruit flower. I have never seen a flower so beautiful, calm and elegant at the same time as it was. It had everything that can make a flower beautiful. It was so big, that I ever imagined about a flower. But I have not imagined about how a dragonfruit flower would be.

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I am so amused that I got a lot of pictures of them. Yeah, there were three flowers, not one. It was looking so fascinating in the dark. Even the photos make me feel something good, fresh and happy.

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Days passed making me forget about the wonderful flower existed in our land. But at one weekend, father insisted that I should go to the yard again. This time it was the fruits. There were two fruits. Looking so cute with their pinkish colour.

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After that, my father never let me forget about the fruits, I received updates about them frequently while the usual phone calls. He was waiting to harvest them. And one day, I got the news that they plucked one and eaten that. They mentioned that it was surprisingly so tasty. I never am a fan of dragon fruit. I don't find it tasty. But anyhow, they have waited until I came home to eat the next one. One week, when I came home, it was there on my study table. It made me smile that I knew that was done by my dad, that is his love language.

Next day, my sister also came and we cut it. It was so beautiful in the inside as well. I couldn't take a photo of it. They really liked the taste but I didn't even want to eat. But I enjoyed its beauty. I had a small bite as mum insisted that I should try. But as I knew, I didn't like the taste.

How come its so beautiful in every stage of life? I am asking from myself.

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