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My Spot Of Green
Read more here: My Spot Of GreenOutlook | May 16, 2016 I’ll miss the birds in my garden, but will they miss me? In life, there is a time to come, and a time to go. Eight years ago, we came to this Lutyen’s creation, in great excitement. Set in about 3 acres of park, with giant trees, this white elegance…
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Delhi Diary
Read more here: Delhi DiaryOutlook | August 15, 2011 A Murder At The Waterhole The months of April and May bring hot, dust-laden winds from Rajasthan to Delhi. The sky turns brassy, the trees, the birds and even the roving troupes of monkeys from Raisina Hill who regularly traipse through my garden, long for water to moisten their parched…
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Floss Silk City
Read more here: Floss Silk CityOutlook | June 1, 2009 The fleeting Indian spring is gone and summer is upon us. But the trees continue to offer surprises every day. There is a Chorisia Speciosa (floss-silk tree) opposite my porch. I hardly noticed it till I saw it produce green banana-like dangling fruits. I wondered what they were. As the…
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Birds, Bees And Squirrels
Read more here: Birds, Bees And SquirrelsOutlook | February 11, 2002 Indians have hardly any curiosity about the external world. Perhaps they are more focused on the interior self and future salvation. To them all birds are generally chhiris. Their specific knowledge is limited to crows, kites and kabootars (pigeons). Flowers are lumped as phool, trees as darakhat. We all suffer…
