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Home is a Fig Tree

There’s this gorgeous friend I want you to meet. Rooted in land owned by a charitable trust, she is surrounded by a granary, a bakery, a government school, a busy thoroughfare, a storm-water drain, and our four-storeyed apartment. A Tamarind tree grows side by...

The Rewards of Time

The end of a year, or the beginning of another, calls for some reflections on times past and those to look forward to. While ‘new’ means hopes and resolutions, wading through the rest of the worn-out year and the unaccomplished can be taxing, which stands to show...

The Oak and the Rhododendron

The Oak and the Rhododendron is a personal reflection of my childhood preference for the vibrant Rhododendron over the seemingly plain Oak tree (Banj or Quercus leucotrichophora) in Pauri Garhwal. As I grew older and studied ecology, I came to appreciate the Oak's...

Goa Banyan Project

Monsoon 2018 marked a significant turning point in my life. Upon returning from my travels to Parra, North Goa, I was confronted with the grave news that a 100-year-old Banyan in my Vaddo had been hacked down without any justified reason. This event awakened a deep...

A Sweet Story

On a sunny morning during the lockdown, I was roaming around my home documenting life using the iNaturalist application. Castor plants grow wild and abundant across Bangalore and there was one growing in a small patch of land next to our home. While watching the...

My father, the ‘Weed’, and Me

The Prelude Try to recall something that you know exists in the world around you and assume that it will last forever. A thing which doesn’t necessarily have a physical form; it can be as simple as a feeling and yet resplendent. This story is about such a “thing”...

The Pomelo Tree Residing in my Ancestral Home

Pomelo is an exotic fruit of the Citrus species belonging to the Rutaceae Family. They are commonly found in the Himalayan region, especially in my hometown Chamkong Pakyong, East Sikkim. The Pomelo is locally known as ‘Phokshay’ and we fondly call them the ‘Father...

Changing Seasons: Trees of Bangalore

My childhood was seasonless and the trees were nameless. I grew up in a house in front of which grew a tree whose branches reached our balcony. A fleet of parakeets would dive into it and peck at its seeds sending the little winged seed, oatmeal-like, scattering. I...

She Spoke the Story of Earth

"When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement." Mary Oliver A topsy-turvy world. We became denizens of it in March 2020. What was abnormal was normal and the new normal ensconced itself in our lives quite comfortably. The mundane...

Khinni – Lone Warrior

Standing tall and alone on the edge of Tadoba Tiger Reserve, I'm Khinni. The place where I stand is not for the faint of heart for I see the most prolific changes in weather over a year. I stand on the edge of a lake adjoining farmlands. I'm the tallest of all and...

The Persian Lilac Tree

We shifted to a new house in Delhi, in March 2010, and there, right in front of the house was a beautiful Persian Lilac (Melia azedarach) tree in full bloom. Persian Lilac (Melia azedarach) The stem and branches with dark fissured bark bore small clusters of...