This rose reminded me of a story from my school days. There used to run a patch of roses along the length of my school. And in those days it used to feel like an enormous and endless expanse, though if I visit it again (I wonder if the roses would be still there) I am sure, the stretch would not seem all that big.
Anyway, I was very fond of walking along with that stretch with a friend (I remember her name too!) sometimes (when I was not busy playing one sport or the other) and look at the roses. And the one that I would like most, I would ask my friend, “Isko khaa jaayen” (Should we eat it up?) And she would invariably tell me that I have a devil’s mind. In reality there was no scope for plucking a rose nor did we ever did that.
I actually thought the same when I saw this picture above, “is gulab ko tou khaa sakte hain.” (I could eat this rose up!) And hence this stupid tale from my school days.