Last update: 14 November 2016
Has love sometimes knocked on your door and you have doubted whether to open it or not? Maybe you weren't sure it was really love. It is not always easy to recognize it. How to be sure?
With this story, we show you that it is possible to get confused about love, but that there are some signs that can help us understand if we are making an effort to plant and water something that is not a flower. Enjoy reading.
“Camilla lived in the desert and he had never seen a flower.
One day they opened a flower shop in the neighboring desert. There was also a greengrocer, but this did not attract Camilla's attention. Only the flowers left her speechless: she finally she could find out what she meant, she admired and smelled one! According to her family members who lived in the countryside, there was no feeling like it in the world.Carefully, she looked at the catalog of seasonal flowers and was fascinated by a flower with very thin, purplish-red petals, sprouting from a kind of chrysalis of green leaves. “Oh, how beautiful this flower is, but what a bad name it has”, thought Camilla, reading that it was a thistle.
Camilla was ashamed to ask for her flower
When he called to place his order, he was ashamed to call the flower by name e say "I would like a thistle", then described it. In less than half an hour, the delivery boy arrived with her camel and handed her a paper bag.
Camilla did not know, but the delivery boy had not brought her a thistle, but an artichoke. She put her nose closer, but she didn't smell any enveloping scent. Her petals, instead of being delicate, seemed rough and cold to her. Despite this, she wanted to put it in the water thinking that maybe it was a matter of time and the purple flowers would come out of their "chrysalis".
It was a very sad week for Camilla since every day she observed her "flower", but she saw that nothing changed, absolutely nothing. One tragic day, however, something happened: the artichoke began to perish.
“How can my family and friends say that having a flower is pleasant though it gave me only worry and sadness? ”Camilla wondered.
In a short ceremony the girl buried what remained of the artichoke in the desert. As the days passed, she recovered and decided to try another flower. Maybe a stronger one will make me happy, she thought before leafing through the catalog.
A new attempt after the first failure
Camilla found a flower, also with purple petals, which, according to the description, was very resistant to high and low temperatures. It was called decorative cabbage.
However, also in this case the name seemed ugly to her, therefore by telephone he described the flower again to the dealer.
Within 20 minutes, the hot delivery boy handed her an envelope, wondering why the girl was driving him halfway across the desert for a simple cauliflower.
Indeed, from the description the dealer understood that Camilla wanted a purple cauliflower and, since she had never seen a flower, she thought it was a phase of the cabbage before its "purple moss" turned into petals.
Once again he put the plant in water to keep it alive, but it achieved the opposite effect: the cauliflower rotted and began to emit a nauseating smell. “¡Oh, it's horrible!”, Camilla exclaimed the day when her tent got all pissed. The girl buried the vegetables in the desert - without ceremony - and she called her older sister who had worked in a garden as a young man.
How to recognize a flower?
"They weren't flowers," her sister assured her. “I don't know what they were, but it wasn't flowers. A flower can be recognized because it is undoubtedly beautiful and smells good with total certainty. It is always like this. Unless he takes care of it, in that case, of course, it rots, ”she continued.
He ended the conversation with a warning: "When you see a flower, you will recognize it certainly". Months passed and Camilla devoted herself to something else, she devoted herself to old hobbies and friends. When she had almost forgotten the story of flowers, someone knocked on her door.
Flowers always come… without warning
It was the bellboy. He had just delivered some plants to a tent next to her and thought of bringing her a treat because it had been a long time since Camilla hadn't made an order.
The boy took from his camel's saddlebag a violet planted in a small ceramic pot. Camilla marveled: “This, this… is a flower!”, She exclaimed while she observed him closely and inhaled the aroma. "It is unique, moving, as if smelling it we were one instead of two", said.
The delivery boy smiled and, as he went away on his camel, he was happy not to have brought Camilla the beetroot he had thought of giving her at the beginning.
The message of this story is crystal clear: love has no half terms, there is or isn't, no doubt. Love comes without warning and fills with happiness. Anything that looks like it, but that makes us doubt, we do not need and it is certainly very different.
* Original story by Mar Pastor
