Eid Mubarak

i know where he gets his trait from. i notice it each time and every time. His heart going out for the one who does not stand a chance. Knowing very well from the beginning that the game for the player is a lost one. Yeah he is always cheering for what the world has one word for...the Underdogs. And even when the game is lost he elaborates in great details of the outstanding abilities displayed by the lost team. He even remembers the individuals and their particular strokes and shots. i find it strange that when the animated discussion would be centered around the winning team he would be miles away dwelling into his favorite scenes. Replaying them and smiling within himself. Can't miss the glimmer of joy and satisfaction that i see then as i lift my eyes just to read his thoughts. As if he is saying, "Win or lose doesn't matter they DID IT and FAIRLY WELL."
i know it is in his genes...passed on from generation to generation.

From the chinks of the concrete i saw this tiny plant emerging and since i love foliage i just let it be. It has been growing and i had noticed the bud few days back. Then a couple of days back i saw the cute itsy bitsy teeny weeny looking like a daisy flower.

This time i found it so endearing that i devoted my entire attention toward it's furry stalk and the foliage which reminded me so much of that of chrysanthemums only thing this pretty cute one had a richer deeper color in it's green wardrobe.

At this moment i was seeing just one cute beauty and was thinking about not only of God Almighty but also of The him i was talking about in the beginning of my post. i was dying to share this find with him. Tell him all about it. That as a kid i was told it was a weed and how cruelly it would be yanked off the moment it would be seen. But resilience is all that she teaches and also hope. i was happy to see another bud there too which meant more of these cute itsy bitsy teeny weeny daisies soon for me and my concrete wall. The cutie throwing an aura that made the ubiquitous look somewhat divine.

Till today i had no clue as to what this cute beauty is called. So while i spoke to my sister over the phone i expressed my desire specifically to her knowing very well that her husband would definitely help me out in telling me the name of the lil stunner and probably more. He had actually, earlier but then i was not that sincere disposition for grasping of all the knowledge that he was imparting me with. i was just too distracted. It's not that it's his job that he has to protect the flora and fauna and all that diversity for he is the Chief Conservator of Forests but just like i react to this word weed he is also extremely sensitive about the term. So i remember him telling me the name but the fickle minded me let it all slip away easily just like water slips from our fingers. But i haven't forgotten his discourse on calling anything a 'weed' though.

Today i have it all...that more than a weed it is a great herb having antiviral, antibiotic, anti-inflammatory properties and the extracts of the plant is used for the treatment of wide range of ailments starting from boils, blisters, cuts, wound healing also encompassing diarrhea, dysentery and including serious disorders like diabetes and even cancer. i was surprised also to know of a recent study which demonstrates that extracts from the plant promotes hair growth too.
It is a well known in Ayurveda as a medicine for liver disorders and gastritis and heartburn too.
And name well scientifically it is known as Tridax procumbens so said that Omar Sharif look alike Chief Conservator Of Forest Co- brother of mine. Google did the rest for me thankfully.
Its common names include coat buttons and tridax daisy in English, Jayanthi in Kannada, cadillo chisaca in Spanish, herbe caille in French, Jayanti veda in Sanskrit, Ghamra in Hindi, Bishalya karani(ବିଶଲ୍ୟକରଣୀ) in Oriya, Kambarmodi in Marathi, Gaddi Chemanthi (గడ్డి చామంతి) in Telugu,vettukaaya poondu in Tamil, and kotobukigiku in Japanese. Probably there would be more but i did not have patience to serach for more because i got what  i needed. 
Maybe i was also just too happy to receive this gift like an Eidee from mother nature and i was in a hurry to pass this Eidee around to him...my son.
Eidee well from what i have known it is a gift given lovingly/ fondly on Eid Mubarak day to all youngsters by elders. It could be anything...clothes, toys, appliances and even money and of late gizmos and gadgets. 

i know my son would be delighted have a share in this Eidee too. It would give him yet another player to cheer for.  For this Coat button a Tridax daisy is an underdog too. Now knowing more about it's various winning strokes he might cheer even more forcefully and with more conviction .
                                                  I Learn More About God
                                                  From Weeds Than From Roses:
                                                  Resilience Springing
                                                  Through The Smallest Chink Of Hope
                                                  In The Absolute Concrete...
                                                 ~ Philip Pulfrey, " Weeds"  
To all my readers i grab this occasion in wishing one and all Eid Mubarak and a very very joyously green and happy Teej :) :) :)