Six months back, my mother gave me few seeds to plant. Very typical of me, I forgot all about them. But I did plant them, after I accidentally chanced upon them amidst my luggage. I borrowed a pot from my landlady and would water the seeds diligently in the hope that some life would be left within. About a week down, two weak saplings germinated... one look at them I knew they were some other species, perhaps weeds. But I didnt stop watering them nevertheless.
This morning, I was greeted with a burst of beautiful flowers... spring is in!