I woke up this morning and realized that nature has delivered a plant to me.
Last night, I had a great dream. Not the type that I could remember in detail. But one that has such great sense of freedom. Like nothing else matters. Cool wind on my face. In fact, I could breath the freshness. I could feel the freshness. The kind of tingling feeling that made the dream as real as it could get. A similar experience when I visited the 3D theater inside Hong Kong Disneyland Resort. Donald Duck and the splashing of water, towards the end of the show. Cool air blowing inside the theater. Water sprinkled onto the audience cued perfectly with the short clip. And in this great dream of mine, right before I woke up in the middle of the night, I felt that I was watching my dream, inside a theater, with all these props there to make my dream more realistic. But why?
I opened my eyes. Water dripping from my air-conditioner splashed onto my face. A splash of water on my wireless phone next to my bed, a splash of water on my library book, on my pillow, my bolster, and my face.
This morning, I examined the air-conditioner trying to see what has gone wrong. Is it something I can fix? My air-conditioner looks normal. Except, water dripping from within.
I traced the water exhaust pipe, from the blower, through the wall, to the condenser, outside my window. I opened my curtain …
… and got a shock! I saw a plant outside my window! Right inside the concrete tray that keeps my condenser in place. Feeding on the water coming from my air conditioner.
A plant! Not a tiny one. But a sizable one that defies all hostile conditions. Where does it come from? Was it there all these while? Or it exists after I have made an observation? Stardust. A baby appears at my doorstep. I thought of that movie when I saw this mysterious plant.
I do not have any plant or pet living in my home until now. This plant that comes from nowhere looks ugly. But I think I can live with it.
Last night before I went to bed, I was worried that I may momentarily run out of things to write. This morning I woke up and realized that nature has delivered a story to me.
8 replies on “(Dear Plant) You Look Ugly But I Think I Can Live With You”
This is a beautiful entry about an ugly plant …. and strangely, I like it 🙂
Heyzanie – Thanks! I like it too. Hmmm, so it is beautifully ugly eh? That, could be a song title!
Wow, you are really building up for your next concert huh? But please, dun ever dedicate this “Beautifully Ugly” song to me. I can’t swallow that ;D
Heyzanie – Ha ha ha, I haven’t thought of what the lyrics would be like. But like Ris Low says, no publicity is bad publicity! I am sure you can handle a bit of fame … lol.
Fame I can handle but I really dunno if I can handle being implied “beautifully ugly”!!
Heyzanie – Ah, leave that to me. I have a wild imagination when it comes to lyrics … hehehe.
Great post! I liked reading it.
You are such a loving person! Because I would have yanked the plant right out and poured detergent in that area to make sure it doesn’t grow again!
G – Maybe because I seldom, very rarely open that window? So it doesn’t bother me that much? I must say, it is kind of strange to be aware that there is a living plant outside my small window. I kind of welcome that thought … lol.