On finding a four-leaf clover and the joy of sharing a little luck...

My daughter,yesterday, chanced upon a four-leaf clover. She came running to me along with her friend Surya, in all her excitement and happiness of the discovery, with her little find. For just a moment, I wondered  who might have told her the relevance of the fourth leaf, as I had not discussed that particular topic with her . Almost immediately  I was reminded of the schools' observing all such traditions, and it being so near to St. Patrick's day, she might have listened to the importance of the shamrock and everything associated with the Irish tradition in class.

Her friend did want to share a little of the ownership of the special clover,of having found it, but my little one refused to let him take any credit, insisting, she had found it herself .  In the meantime, I was reminded of a similar afternoon, some six years back, when her older brother had found one while we were located in Atlanta, and how he had made me go on all fours, hunting for more, through the evening, to no avail of course. I got to admit, that yesterday, while at the ball grounds, I couldn't stop  myself from going through the clover bunches, in the hope of maybe finding one  myself ! Such kids we are, after all !  All the world  sure could do with pots of luck if it was available, of course, that is .

I had taken a picture of the four-leaf treasure and wanted to  press it in a book in the hope of preserving it . I later tried to share this little luck my girl had brought us, with some of my friends. The reactions were multiple and many- folded. But all of these various reactions, brought back to me some satisfaction, the hope that the little leaf-image most certainly would at least have brought a smile to everyone who got a glimpse of it, to so many friends and some friends of friends, even if it was only for a moment . And may that luck prevail .Good luck to you all..