Glow of Epiphyllum – Brahma Kamal flowers of Goa

Recently, I came across a news story about a record-breaking bloom of 28 Brahma Kamal flowers in Goa. The spectacular sight of its prolific blossoms in the video took me on a trip down memory lane. We, too, had this beautiful plant in our garden, lovingly tended by my grandmother.

Commonly referred to as ‘Bramhakamal’ in Goa and likely across the country, this plant is scientifically known as Epiphyllum Oxypetalum. Belonging to the Cactaceae family, it is an exotic plant native to the rainforests of Central and South America. Interestingly, it has no botanical connection to the true Bramhakamal species, scientifically named Saussurea obvallata, which is found and revered in Uttarakhand and the Himalayan regions.

The slight resemblance between Epiphyllum Oxypetalum and the original Bramhakamal may explain the confusion between the two. Also known as the Dutchman’s Pipe Cactus or Queen of the Night, this flower truly lives up to its regal title.

In our garden, this plant held a special place in my heart. Its slightly puffed, elongated leaves distinguished it from the other greenery. The celestial blooms appeared rarely, usually between July and September.

One of the most unique aspects of this flower is how it unfurls its delicate petals only under the veil of night. Its ethereal beauty remains a well-guarded secret. Like a mystical nymph from ancient folktales, it blossoms quietly in the darkness, its magic reserved for those who understand the value of such fleeting moments.

The flower’s brief blooming period often serves as a metaphor for the transience of beauty. However, its rarity also makes it a symbol of good fortune; in China, blooming at home is believed to bring prosperity.

There is a poignant love story associated with the epiphyllum. According to a legend, it was once a flower goddess who bloomed daily and fell in love with a young man who watered her. Their love violated the laws of heaven and angered the Jade Emperor, who punished her by transforming her into a flower that could only bloom briefly at night, separating them forever. The young man was sent to a temple to become a monk, forgetting the goddess. Knowing he descended the mountain at night to fetch water, the epiphyllum saved its energy to bloom only at that time, hoping to reunite with him.

Scientifically, the plant’s habits are closely tied to its tropical desert origins, where hot, dry days are followed by cool nights. By blooming at night, it avoids harsh sunlight. Uniquely, its buds grow from the leaves rather than the stem. I recall the joy of discovering a tiny bud on a leaf, resembling a delicate baby bump; my happiness knew no bounds.

After what felt like an eternity, the tiny bud matured into a beautiful pink bloom, and the much-anticipated night finally arrived. As darkness fell, I found myself hovering around the garden in anticipation. To my surprise, I wasn’t alone; a yellow moth fluttered nearby, eagerly awaiting the bloom just as it had every year. That night, my family joined me in this vigil, gathering around the flower.

The white flower glowed immaculately against the backdrop of the pitch-dark night, exuding a soft, gentle radiance, truly living up to its name, the ‘Queen of Night’. Inside the flower, it looked surreal, resembling a celestial court. With a tiny, regal interior and a throne-like structure at its heart, I believed this throne must surely belong to Brahma himself. Perhaps that’s why it is so widely revered in Goa and across India as Bramhakamal. My illusion was gently lifted when Baba told me that this was an exotic flower, often mistaken for the sacred Bramhakamal.

Beyond its beauty, this flower also possesses medicinal properties and plays an integral role in our lives. Though the plant in our garden has faded with time, the happiness and sacredness we felt while witnessing its bloom each year remain forever etched in our hearts.

By: Samrudhdi Kerkar