Sunday, May 8, 2011

And what a pair ...!

A blog friend, young enough to be my daughter, wrote a post on growing old together.

And nostalagia kicked in from half a century ago, in Pune. Which was such a different place then....

In the garden
of my parent’s house
was a tough guava tree
next to a prajakta tree;

A small cemented patch
with a little tap
to attach the water pipe.

Early mornings
would see a carpet of
orange stemmed prajaktas
on the slightly damp
fragrant with wet mud,
as some school kids
walked to school,
eyeing the guavas.
And sometimes,
someone would shake
the prajakta tree,
and the guava tree
would look on proudly
at the lovely flowers
floating down to earth.

So many children,
coming by to wash
jamun spots on pants,
mud on frocks,
all the while
planning for the guavas
and collecting the flowers,
and both
the guava and the prajakta
and grew old together,
even as we children moved away…..


  1. And the intro really touched me! Thank u so much :)

  2. I love those flowers - what an amazing fragrance they have.
    Lovely lines....I seem to be writing this again and again here...but cant help it, as u cant help writing those lines. :)

  3. Thank you, Swaram and UmaS , for the nice appreciation!

  4. Reminds me of my home back .. we too have guava tree :)
    and the jamun trees in the big ground where we played cricket the maali running after us trying to stop us from eating the jamuns


  5. beautiful! you managed to make us nostalgic too! :)