Chronicles of the Nature Loving

My Nature Diary.

A childhood experience that felt 100% real, authentic and natural to me.

What can I say. In Mumbai,When I was hardly 6,I vividly remember having this deep desire to plant an apple tree. According to my friend's and my concept(from a textbook at school!) ,planting an "apple tree" was sowing seeds in the soil ,watering it and then urging it to grow. I mean, we were too naive to realize that a lot had to be done in order to grow a full apple tree. We brought seeds of the apple we just devoured over and merrily sowed it.Then, we waited and waited. Spoke to the unborn sapling urging/pleading/threatening it to grow. It never did grow but for our sake, a loving maid had planted a tulsi and we happily kept feeding water to our lovely new sapling. And to this day, it still stands strong! :)

And another time when I was drawn close to nature was when I was studying in Bahrain.My parents love gardening so it is obviously very much ingrained in my genes as well. We had so many flowers, tomatoes growing in our garden.The cactus ,the creepers ,the hibiscus ,the roses,the sunflowers and marigolds! Oh,A sight to behold,indeed! You know the point is not about growing numerous plants or colorful flowers or fruits in a garden .The point is about what one gains out of it. Firstly ,these flowers and fruits attracts us to delve into meaningless or strange or peaceful conversations with the unspoken yet one of the most beautiful beings the Almighty has ever created.Imagine...what would this earth be without flowers and fruits ! A barren land? So unthinkable right! 

I remember Mom ,Dad & me , had mastered the art of watering plants. Like I stated many blog posts back,The art of watering plants is something of a world of talent altogether.Why.Simply because it shows ,or the plant can sense the positive vibes you are sending across them.If you splash a bucket of water on them every single day and weep they aren't growing fast enough or beautiful enough.The answer stabs at you ..Learn to pour a circle of water GENTLY around the plant.Got me? AROUND THE PLANT. You know ,there are people who whisper prayers for their plants to grow bountifully. And the secret is,The sapling knows what you think. It can sense. If you notice,plants grow immensely in the hearts  of the warm hearted. It abhors negative vibes.Even on stormy days, a plant grows faithfully in a home filled with bliss and peace.

Another incident dates back to when I was very young.Around 8 or so in Chennai during my summer vacation. Grandpa and us grand daughters used to be up at noon time and help him water all the plants and trees within our house compound.We had mango trees ,neem trees,coconut trees ,tulsi, tomatoes ,bitter guards and what not! We practically had the whole raw kitchen in there. Any emergency? Head right into our garden. :) Grandma used to send coconuts during the peak season to all our relatives living in Chennai as a gesture of good will and season's greetings. Grandpa and all of us cousins used to mount tall stools to reach the nearest mango branch and click as many photos plucking juicy mangoes and gorging over them. What a blast we used to have! I mean ,the whole process of climbing those mango trees and fetching every ripe mango during the peak summer season.My.. :) 

Those really were the summery delights of our days.Summers have gone,winters have gone,But no Summer flooded us with the happiness ,nature got us that summer of '98.

And today when the ancestral home is no more ours, it gives us pain for all the nature adventures we had in there. As kids ,we used to consider our garden a forest and strut around like zombies on the loose.We used to spot mongoose in our garden.So obviously snakes scared the living hell out of us. The crows and sparrows came for little fruits.The dogs came. Cats came. Nature stood still and we never overcame ,the masterpieces of yonder. 

Loving and Living the 100% Real Nature. :)

Living Treasures

Talk about the pleasures of gardening! I've always loved plants,trees,flowers-the scented and the unscented.And those creepers ,climbers,those gorgeously twisty turning ones.It's a sight to behold .Don't you think?


Who doesn't love the nature at it's colorful glory!

A carpet of green,
much so serene.
Marshy earth,
crawling with mirth.
Residing insects,
fauna-flora visuals,
Delighting the eyes,
that costs no price.
So flaming red,
yet so delicately bred,
with sparkly waters,
surrendering to their fathers,
dribbling and splattering,
plentifully giving,
nourishing and satiating,
every fellow being.


Wrote that,when a lovely scene flashed before me ;a forest-look waterfalls with it's greens standing dominant at it's gaiety's best!


My garden
My mom and dad love gardening and I guess ,I've got into that groove now.Simply love the way plants ,flowers, trees are. They're so gorgeously majestic. Each and every plant/tree/flower is so gorgeous in it's own way.There again, steming it's way to "uniquness".


They say "Talk to plants and they grow faster!". The day I heard that,you have no clue how bonkers I went about "talking to plants".I used to talk,no wait,I used to whisper.For fear that onlookers would think I've lost it.I would whisper sweet things to plants like "You're beautiful,grow fast" or "You're the cutest of this crowd.Grow,grow,grow!".I used to do this like, seven years back. Now,I'm laughing over all that.


But secretly ,deep down ,from the bottom of my heart,I do whisper to plants,even TODAY,lovingly asking them to grow. I guess the plants can sense the love by the way you pour water over it or nuturing it,manuring it and protecting it from pests! 


"The way you pour water over it" meaning ,you just don't throw water over it like you were flinging a bag of garbage in the bin.Instead ,gently let the water's love and the pourer's love deeply penetrate into its roots and stem till the tip of the leaf!


Just let the water flow gently.Take care of it like a baby.You don't even have to talk! Just let the warmth in you spread to your saplings too.They'll enjoy growing and sustain everything just to please their master.They don't have mouths to cry but they rot away to agony and wither away if you don't care enough.They don't squeak for help when they're dying.They don't throw tantrums like us when they can't grow the way they want.They just grow the way they are destined to be born through that one blessed seed creating a niche for themselves,individually;creating a world where they belong and carrying on their leafy lives to eternally evergreen livelihood till death places its hand over it!


I wrote this just to thank the Universe for giving me such lovely flowers.I have been dedicatedly watering my plants from the past two weeks. And in three days, bloomed a splendid rose,then another,and then four more. All in peachish pinkish red.Oh,how I love them! And my hibiscus has grown to its matured beauty dancing in the breeze like a balerina on fire. And those cute baby tomatoes. My! You get the picture.There are many samplings we've planted,Er,Yet to learn their names! I'm waiting to expand my garden.Our garden.A lot of my mom's efforts run into it.Efforts and love.Gifts of love indeed!