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Murraya: A Story of Friendship

Having trees as friends is not uncommon. They are extremely patient listeners, comforting and sometimes (you may not believe this) also respond! As a teenager with a lot of stories and gossip to share, in search of some privacy, I would sneak onto the balcony to...

Our Chikoo Tree

In 1975, my mother-in-law, Mrs Janaki Kurup, planted a chikoo (sapota) tree in the garden of the house that she had bought in South Bangalore two years earlier. When I came to the house as a bride in 1979, the chikoo tree was only the size of a large bush, but it...

Around Pune

Of the many plants I have photographed, the vast majority have been within a few metres of a road, or at least a trail or path of some sort. I am almost always close enough for traffic noise to come through. It is truly amazing how much diversity survives,...

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

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

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...

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

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....

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...