Nature is what I have been missing from my life. I grew up enjoying summer holidays with my grandma, eating mangoes, guavas and other fruits from orchids, bathing in bore well pumps. Most of those are gone now. We have house
The village, the charm, and melas around Navaratri, the playful fun during Holi have all lost. I see the village mostly with old people and kids. The water streams are clogged with plastics and the joy of fishing during monsoon is gone.
While reading Ruskin Bond’s My tall green friends, I was in my memory lane with all the fun, freedom and idleness.
While the village has transformed with time, healthcare, electricity, and roads have gone better. I feel nature, flora, and fauna are getting drained.