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March:Blankets and Blossoms
I know currently it’s May, but still I want to talk about March.
It exists somewhere in the middle. The month is kinda end of winter and the start of summer. We are sleeping with a blanket on, but also we are switching on the fan. This month starts with a jacket but ends with a t-shirt. It’s a time of transition. And Holi arrives. We play Holi with the same water that we are scared of in winter.
In childhood, I used to feel bad about the timing of March because the exams are held at this time, and I couldn’t enjoy the spring, but now I’ve come to be grateful for it. It’s the last month of financial years; it feels like the final stretch of a long, busy journey.
Yet beneath the rush, there’s a quiet promise of new beginnings, just like spring buds ready to bloom after the hard work of winter.As William Wordsworth say-“March, the month of expectation , the things we do not know”. It also reflects the uncertainty that March brings. It also brings us the loveliness of spring, but it also reminds us that other months will arrive with their own colors. It feels like a quiet pause before a big moment, like waiting for your coffee to brew.Because March is the biggest evidence that change is beautiful.
As it’s named after Mars, it often symbolises renewal and growth. That gentle shift from cold to warmth refreshes life, inspires hope and turns routine into celebration. The sweetness of spring comes from transition. Nature is all about change. So, as difficult as it is, we must accept that growing old is also beautiful. Now change is difficult for humans but not for nature. There are flowers everywhere. So with the beautiful flowers, our colour also gets mingled. It whispers of rebirth as winter fades away and buds awaken.
