Muskaan is my little rose plant, gifted to me by The Gardener. She is a lot more than just a rose plant.
A symbol of life.
A listener.
A victim of society.
A survivor.

The first time I was gifted Muskaan V 1.0 (as much as I hate doing that, you will know why), I selected her from an array of roses at the nursery. She was standing tall with pride. Peach. I tended to her with much care but there came a time when I had to allow her beyond the confines of my home. And once she was a part of the nasty society we live in, she was manhandled. She lay helpless, lingering between life and death. Though we tried to restore her, in vain, she began to droop. Muskaan V 1.0.

It was then time for Muskaan V 2.0. She is special. She my baby. I do not know if she will blossom into a peach flower, red, pink, yellow; but when she does, she will be the most beautiful rose that will ever be. Muskaan V1.0 was more like an adoption, while Muskaan V 2.0 is in ways more than one my baby.

And, this time around I will be wary, a little more protective.