Creation

The bulbs were taken care of like little babies

In the refrigerator they were kept by the ladies….

To maintain their temperature.

From September they lay inside,

Rubbing shoulders with vegetables,

Taking pride!

By the end of November they were sown,

In a little patch, in the Mess lawn.

In December the patch was covered with snow…………..

Do not disturb them, we were told,

It’s good for their health,

They thrive in the cold!

    In early March a tiny green shoot could be seen,

The Commanding Officer was informed………..

      Officers, Mess staff and ladies….

                                             All rushed to the scene!

What excitement there was on the lawn of the Mess,

13 green spikes had shot up…

Not one more, not one less.

The patch was guarded by day and by night

A Special Sentry was posted on duty, alright.

Finally, the Great Day arrived

When all the bulbs bloomed…………

(Oh! What a beautiful sight!)

The CO drank a toast,

Others followed suit,

It was time to celebrate

Though the Beauties stood mute!

Cameras clicked, flashbulbs shone,

In Joshimath, you see

For the first time,

TULIPS were grown!