The Story Of My Garden

I work in a garden where many other gardeners also work. Some of them have more tools than others, hence they can perform more efficient gardening. This garden comprises of many sections and it is full of different kinds of plants. Many of them produce fruits all year long while many are not so fortunate.

Though you can point towards the factors like fertilizer, water or atmosphere for this fruitless nature of such plants, many gardeners, like myself, believe those senior gardeners with more tools are the reason behind this problem.

They receive seniority because they were capable of handling things in the garden more efficiently than the rest. But as time passed, their gardening skills started to rust up because they didn’t tried to acquire new set of skills needed for the level they rose up to. They enjoy privileges unlike those down below and because of this, they feel like they can cozy up in the garden whenever they want.

And those senior gardeners aren’t paying much attention towards the garden too. They mainly focus upon selected plants, because of their fruitfulness, while ignoring those less fortunate plants. They can also produce more fruit with just some little efforts.

Because of such tactics by senior gardeners, those gardeners below them, who can work more efficiently as compared to them, are staying in the background. Senior gardeners have also portray such a picture of the garden in front of garden’s owner, that he can trust them with whatever they say to him, even blindfolded. This has cause much rage among other gardeners and many of them are now working in other gardens, where such issues aren’t present or where at least they are being treated respectfully.

But despite all of this and more, the garden where I work is still producing fruits somehow. This is all because of the dedication and hard work of those gardeners who work in the background. The senior gardeners receive credit from the owner for the outcome mostly and this sets a bad example for rest of the gardeners. They had raised up their voices in the past many times but to no avail.

Time is closing by to chose another garden for myself as world is full of so many others. They have more sections, new plants and more fruits, for both the owner and the gardener.


P.S. I’m sure you have understood the essence of this post. I wrote it this way because I felt it would be nice to show you a not-so-good picture in a pleasant frame, one that captures your attention despite being awful.


6 thoughts on “The Story Of My Garden

  1. Patty February 7, 2017 / 2:43 PM

    At the moment you no longer feel you can enjoy the flowers, yes,you should look for another garden. Great metaphor Hammad! Well done, XxX

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    • Hammad Rais February 7, 2017 / 2:47 PM

      Flowers, fruits, the atmosphere. It is not the same anymore. Search is already underway for a new garden.

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  2. Kunal Thakore February 2, 2017 / 5:59 PM

    A story with a story, is it? I can imagine the unnecessary stress such situations cause and the “bad smell” that exists in such a “garden”. Take care, bhai, good luck!

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    • Hammad Rais February 3, 2017 / 12:32 PM

      Thank you so much for the soothing words, Kunal Bhai 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

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