Chapter 1
Sidhu was travelling to his office by bus. Suddenly his vision stopped at a bouquet shop. It was named as “Orchids” with the flowers pictures around it. It was a bouquet shop newly opened it seems, he saw it that day only. Normally his office going route is the other one and this route is another one. He came into this route after 3-4 months. During this gap only it seems new bouquet shop is opened. He really wanted to see those beautiful bouquets closely which were there just beside the entrance of shop and remaining hiding in the shop as he really liked bouquets very much. He has very much affection towards bouquets. He really feels very much happy whenever he sees any Bouquet. Watching beautiful bouquets is his hobby. He determined strongly to visit the bouquet shop at the earliest possible.
On the next Sunday Sidhu went to that bouquet shop. As soon as he entered that shop, he felt like all the bouquets just moved a little bit. He felt that he was being given a hearty welcome by those beautiful bouquets. He observed that so many beautiful flowers arranged in beautiful way to become a part of beautiful bouquets. It was really a feast to his eyes to see that gathering of so many beautiful flowers in the form of bouquets.
Sidhu walked a little bit and stopped at a Red Roses bouquet. It was very beautiful indeed. A bunch of Red Roses around fifty numbers arranged into a bouquet is looking like a group of beautiful angels. One more bouquet was there with Multicolored orchid flowers arranged so much beautifully and looked as if so, many multicolored beautiful butterflies gathered for a wedding to attend. Sidhu was really getting short of words to describe each bouquet. He was watching each bouquet carefully and storing the beauty of that each bouquet in his eyes from there it was reaching to the depths of his heart.
Sidhu was stretching his visit into every corner of the bouquet shop and touching each bouquet delicately as if it was a precious and beautiful pearl. The shop keeper was a lady, and she was looking at Sidhu and observing, she must be thinking that he would purchase half of the bouquet of shop at least.
Sidhu took the Red Roses Bouquet for that day and came back to home. He kept those red roses bouquet on the table in his room and touched it one more time delicately. Some kind of unexplained feeling he got with that delicate touch.
