"ALL SEEDS DON'T SPROUT, MY SON"
Pic.: Alwyn Mathias “No force on earth can stop an idea whose time has come.” ― Victor Hugo W hen I was small, back in our village, I would feel excited seeing seeds sprout in the wild orchard. They were all sorts of seeds - cashew seeds, mango seeds, jack-fruits seeds, tamarind seeds, berry seeds, coconuts seeds, papaya seeds, chikoo seeds, guava seeds and all sorts. Many a times, after returning from school, I would attempt to plant a cashew or a mango seed in place of my choice… And, then, I would go there, every day, to check if it had sprouted…. Most of the times, it hadn't… and, I would wonder ‘Why’? “Because,” my mom would tell, “all seeds don’t sprout, my son.” “But, why so?” I would insist. “For, that’s how God wants it to be!” my mom would calm me down. Today, I attempt to plant seeds of different kinds… One of them is my ideas. The ideas that I try to give life to… Like I did as a little...