জিওল ফলের গল্প

জিওল ফলের গল্প

আন্দুল স্টেশন থেকে বাড়ি ফেরবার পথে গাছটা চোখে পড়লো। রাস্তার ধারে দাঁড়িয়ে আছে একটা গাছ; পাতা নেই, ফুল নেই – শুধু ফল। গাছ থেকে পাখির কিচমিচ কানে আসতেই দাঁড়িয়ে পড়লাম। গাছ ভর্তি থোকা থোকা আঙুরের মত লাল রঙের ফলের লোভে ঝাঁক ঝাঁক বুলবুলি, সিপাহী বুলবুলি মহা শোরগোল...
Unleashing Nature’s Secrets

Unleashing Nature’s Secrets

Inspired by the beautiful journals of nature artist Sangeetha Kadur Ma’am, I started documenting memorable moments with nature in the form of a nature journal. Our school nestled in the forest of Bannerghatta National Park is a platter of flora and fauna for...
Twice the colour, once a year

Twice the colour, once a year

Terminalia paniculata has been my favourite tree ever since I came to this campus (mainly because this was literally the only tree I could ever name, especially the scientific name). We would go birding very often, or I would notice a bird walk message in the Ecology...
As a Bird Would Perch

As a Bird Would Perch

When one says the word tree, the trunk of a Neem tree darkened by rain comes to my mind. The canopy is so far above that I only see its shadow, and the air is filled with a mild but definitive aroma of its leaves. A significant memory of my days growing up is four...
Mourning a Mango Tree

Mourning a Mango Tree

Today it will be 16 days since our mango tree fell. If she had been a human, we would have gathered to reminisce about her life, offered prayers for her soul and feasted in celebration of all that she stood for but trees don’t have funerals or memorial services. They...
Language, names and nature

Language, names and nature

There is a tall Acacia nilotica tree on an empty plot near our home. I have seen it grow from a small sapling, giving little notice to it then, always thinking the owners would pluck it out anytime as they begin to build a new house or apartment there. It has remained...