Why its called sway wild lily

I go regular for a walk and as i walk i see many things around me, some simply touch me, some just don't, even if i try they don't.

Just one morning as i stroll pass a college i hear so load of giggles and laughter! My college days flash through my mind.....nice days i tell my self. I see a bunch of girls in their best attire and they are so beautiful, one better than the other. I decide to sit for sometime on the bench and watch them. These girls have well toned skin, short but neat hair...something done to their eyes so the eyes speak volumes and a slight makeup gives them a classy look. Nice!!! I say. They are so aware of their looks, I was not at that age. Do they ask their parents while doing changes in their hairdo like the way we used to ask?? whatsoever they are so pretty. They get everything....good food, good education...best of colleges, best of teachers and then they are on the way to being successful.
Compared this with the Dutch roses we see at the florist's place. These roses grown in green houses with the right temperature, the right quantity of water, the right nutrition marketed to the right people and they are valued high and these further adorn the best of rooms in the world. All so made up!!!!

I walk a little further. Its a big green pasture where i see a nomadic family tented for a night halt i suppose. I sit a little far from them and watch them. They hardly notice me. they continue with their chores. The man milking a goat while the baby goat is trying to stand between his mother legs and reach the mothers udder, the man while milking squeezes a few milk jets at the baby goat who looks so happy. The man bathes the kid literally with milk. Very cute...

Half a dozen hens around...two dogs lazed around the tent probably resting now after their night vigil.. and a timid looking cat somewhere taking her sun bath.

I look around to see the mans wife. I spot a young woman of perfect stature...her fit body ..a confident walk and she looked stronger from inside. She was draped in a nineyard saree ..the saree is soiled and very shabbily draped. Her hairdo undone, its lustrous, thick and healthy, her locks all over her face. Her big bindi flashes thru her locks and her big nose ring looks amazing. She's wearing many small tinklets in her ears which i cant notice from far...Her pallu a bit misplaced and she is not bothered as she is engrossed in making bhakri's for the household. The silver waist belt glitters on her torso as the sun rises............She suddenly looks towards the rising sun and as if a million lights flashed on her.........wow, How radiant and how glowing......beautiful naturally she looked. This beauty i had never seen.....
Compared this to the wild lily which a bit crushed swayed at my feet. So untamed, uncultivated, unblemished, so beautiful it looked. It was not artifical nor was it made up. Holding its head high, daring the sun and swaying in the wind. It took the sun, the wind the ones which crushed it as a challenge yet stood up so gracefully undeterred. It was just so pretty outside because ...........so was it from inside. Beautiful Simply!!!!