Trees are an intrinsic part of our lives. But because of rapid urbanization, a lot of them have been eliminated mercilessly without ensuring their immediate relocation or replacement.
Wherever they exist, especially those with thick trunks and huge canopies, their treatment is generally in two extremes, either worshipped with stings attached or manhandled. Rarely ever are they left alone in peace, free to grow and breathe in full freedom, the way all trees ought to be treated…
Given below are pics of three trees; a used one; a heavily worshipped one with a concrete fence around it; and a free, unfettered tree, a very lucky guy indeed, growing somewhere on the NH8 Delhi-Jaipur Highway…Look at them closely and feel the effect each one of them has on your senses…
Today, on 15 August 2019, as we celebrate our Independence Day, let us free all living things, not just humans, and let them live only for the bliss of living…
A few days ago, I had posted about this Newborn karela (bitter gourd) plant of mine.
While it was growing, I noticed that its creeping handles were not grabbing anything.
Not any more. See this pic here. Not only is it clinging, it’s also being very naughty and grabbing falling dead leaves too!
Soon, it will carry little karelas. I look forward to posting that pic soon.
May God bless this newborn baby with a long, happy, fruitful life…
What a lovely picture,
This flower pot makes!
Of a Pretty Woman
With flowers behind her right ear…
This poem is now on Poemhunter.com also. See the link below.
On 26 March 2019, my name appeared in a newspaper for the third time, thanks to Mayank Austen Soofi! See the pic above.
I was completely swept off my feet when I saw the Delhiwala column of the Hindustan Times that day!
While sharing the news with my friends and well-wishers, I surprised myself by using a combination of words that was actually a Haiku!
This was what I wrote.
“My youngest poem Yellow Semals
Flew out of its nest today.
It’s in Hindustan Times, Delhi, today.”
I call this a Haiku of Joy….