There standing in the garden, lay a small plant taking the shape of what
looks like almost a palm tree with wide flappy-like leaves which flap
themselves as the breeze passes to and fro.
Shaded with a whole array of branches of our ancestral mango tree whose fruits we cherish to the fullest, it looks more like a
canopy or a gazebo with a few potted plants surrounding it in the form of a
circle, and what appear to be a smaller version of the bushes we have in our
garden that border this gazebo, with triangular bricks which could make for a
small mini-forest, had there been many more varieties of plants in the same
area itself.
The fruits of the palm like plant that make for the gazebo
hang from the branches, a cluster of small orange berry like fruits which fill
me with wonder and imagination of the name people have given this plant as well
as what the taste of them must be, as I’m just filled with curiosity of the
bunch full of berries that this plant has been endowed with.
Some years back, when I could distinctly remember, this
plant along with another variety of a similar kind used to occupy two of the
whole lot of pots we have in the garden, and to see it now occupying a place of
it’s own after so many years of being jailed and trapped in a pot is what
appears to have brought in the feel of happiness in it as it is more taller
than it used to be and besides it even bears fruits which is something that I
never in my wildest dreams ever imagined!!
Such has been the true curiosity of my grandparents, with
whose efforts and labour led to a beautiful garden we have today of many
different varieties of plants we have and whose fondness and keen interest in
them kept them busy for years and years, for decades after decades as there was
never a moment left behind to capture the wholeness of beauty that this garden
was blessed with, and today I, one of the descendants of the family sit in the
balcao, gazing at what indeed is a true marvel that we possess!!!
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