“Close your eyes, say what you wanna say and blow. the harder you blow , the faster it will reach them”
mother would say to me growing up.
Dandelion, “Ghasedak” in Farsi means messenger. It refers to the light and fuzzy part of the flower that gets carried by the wind. It moves about gently in the breeze to the person you want and spreads your message. I truly believed in that even till my late childhood;  my mom never really bothered to make me think otherwise. I guess to her, it was a cheaper and safer way than letting me call or post friends and random people i met. I sent dandelions to people i didnt even know their names or had not even met yet, and i firmly believed it would reach them. I guess doing almost about anything is fine as long as you truly believe in what you do. To this date, whenever i see one flying by me, i try to grab it and imagine who has sent it and what would they want me to know!

so yea, if there’s something you want to tell me, just blow a dandelion!