We all have some childhood memories that always stay fresh in our heads. One of those memories in the walk from the R K Puram bus station to my bua's (paternal aunt) home. We used to take bus route number 711 of DTC to visit her. On the way to her home from the bus stop, there used to be hedges with this plant. As I walked past them, I used to pluck these flowers and these flowers are like the marigold in the sense that you can separate each petal or in this case each tiny flower.