Aahaa Chennai

The picture on the seed packet aroused interest. The packet was emptied onto a piece of readied Earth and the results were awaited. For a city dweller longing for a glimpse of a forest, the view before me is satisfying. A miniature forest to enjoy on a daily basis...meanwhile, I continue to dream of real forests, tempting/beckoning me with stretches of lush/dense growth, their vast canopy with many a mystery tucked away, a surfeit of green, thanks to raindrops trickling through, satisfying parched inhabitants, arousing the many buds and blossoms into a joyous mood, the tall, sturdy tree trunks, craning their necks and reaching up to tickle the clouds with bright tassels of green, Nature's  velvety soft patchwork quilt below, displaying  endless shades of green, thoughtfully designed  and exhibited by a master creator whose imagination knows no boundaries, and resounding with the diverse music of tiny bugs and their critters....

A day when the morning sun is giving its dazzling rays a bit of extra polish... Stepping out to pluck some flowers, I notice something strange. Oh! A morning visitor decked in all finery. A visitor who displays prowess in climbing A visitor who goes into hiding for a while... who, to my luck, decides to venture out again. I stare dumbstruck at the agility and the maneuvering, at the dexterity and  fine motor skills, at the determination of the curious explorer, making its way up, at the awesomeness of creation. There's never a dull moment in the midst of nature!

The child stumbled and fell down flat. There was no one around. He screwed up his eyes and gently rubbed the bruise. He then... dusted his knees and his trousers, and walked away. The tree fallen down flat, nearby, sighed in despair... if only, it could do the same.

Nature's own toy is up for display. Very interesting to note the making of it and the creativity of the mind involved. The apertures and the balance are just  perfect. Beguiling Nature... comes up with something new every morning in patches of green.

Seriously speaking... we may be tiny but observing lane discipline is a matter of utmost importance to us. Hello there! Is anybody listening to our theory?

Frankly, I am a bit nonplussed and it's going to take a while to find my bearings. The blue/green colour seems strange and I am longing to get out . Ah! Finally I've made it and then... I am ready to groove, to rehearse my moves and repeatedly practice my favourite song, readying your mind for the many sleepless nights, right beneath your bedroom window.

At first glance it seems simple... Oh! Just a flower. A closer look reveals the hard work, the effort, that has gone into the making... the intricate pattern, the tucks, the folds, culminating in a unique plus delicate n' fragile arrangement that your eye simply refuses to let go. You begin to wonder and question... How on Earth was it achieved? Overawed by Nature's workmanship!