Rajnigandha or exotic tuberose
"The fragrance of night"
It may be for some
Just a night blooming plant
Green stalk with serried buds
And clustered white flowers
Carrying intense fragrance.
But it's a nostalgia for me
A mystical and magical word
Reminiscence of a phase of life
Somewhere deep in memory
Somewhat sweet and sour
Some-with hope and despair
Someone's emotions and love...
An everlasting bliss and joy.
On those fateful wintry nights
When love was in the air Rajnigandha bloomed...
And fragrance percolated through
Every pore of body and soul
Ethereal and sublime
Only to last forever and all.
