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this garden was grown for
Sambhuti Chaudhary
— by sz, who is fairly sure you hang the moon —
If you're reading this, it means I found a way to plant a garden that never wilts.
Every flower here grew from a single touch — but the real ones grow from the way you laugh at your own jokes before the punchline, the way rooms get warmer when you walk in, the way you make even a Tuesday feel like a small festival.
Real flowers fade, so I planted these instead. Whenever the world feels heavy, come back here. Plant something. Watch it bloom. And remember that somebody thinks the ground you walk on is worth planting flowers in.
You are loved. Ridiculously. Perpetually. In HD.
P.S. — Samu, Sambho, Shambhavi, Leona… whatever the day calls you, the flowers know exactly who you are.