WEEDS—Messengers from the wilderness.
I was busy telling Sundari to weed the garden, it was then that I saw the tiny violet flowers with deep purple centres; these were the weeds of monsoon. It was so beautiful that I asked Sundari to leave it, she told me, that it would eat into the fertilizer of the rose so it had to weed out.
Isn’t it strange, for me it was a beautiful flower for Sundari it was weed, I guess a plant is a weed only within a certain context, like Ivy gourd or kundru as we know it is a classified weed in USA.
Coming to think of it, a weed is any plant that grows where it is not wanted. Maybe we battle with their presence in our yard because it tends to flourish at the expense of an overall vision. There are a whole lot of weeds out there that are medicinal, like the dandelion we weed out because it disturbs the perfect green lawn. Yet the dandelion is good medicine, packed with healing properties and vitamin rich leaves that are delicious spicy surprise in a summer salad.
Driving round monsoon forests we realize that there are no weeds in a forest, because Mother Nature loves them all, and each spring has its place in her vast vision. Each plant reaches its peak in a cycle and then goes downwards; there are saplings like the sandalwood that needs dead and decaying trees to grow. Our ancestors learnt their agriculture from these untamed uncultivated terrain.
Like F.T.McKinstry says in Ascaion, the strongest and most mysterious weeds often have things to teach us. For a weed is but an unloved flower.
There are times when I see weeds and look deeply into its roots, discover its name, its habits and possible uses. Like the red globe that blooms, when it does we expect rains in a fortnight.
Sometimes I think it is mother earth reminding us that even in the most carefully controlled garden she cannot be completely ruled out.
Actually maybe we do resemble nettles. I mean with little care nettles can be made useful, and if it is neglected it becomes hurtful. At the end of the day there is no thing as a bad plant or bad human being, there are only bad cultivators.