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Seasons of Bloom

How many of you remember growing up, playing the riddle of “Baari Khonani Dokhona Gannai Sikhwla ? “. While, it was one, amongst the fun riddle game we used to play during our childhood and it’s really amazing to know that these childhood riddles are some of the oldest form of leisure time play that has been carried from generation to generation.

As the monsoon arrives, she crowns herself with an intricate ornaments of green velvets while cladding her soft skin with diamonds of rare orange all around her body. What a beauty she got..!!! From a pale dark skin yesterday to yellowish orange face of today, with sweet fragrance from her body she no longer remains the one I knew few days back. She has changed. She is the new one. The “Queen of my Backyard”. 

It’s a peak time for seasonal fruits. The best period in a year to nourish one’s body with vitamins and healthy nutrients. So what fruits are your offering to your body ? 

A slow growing evergreen tree in the family of Phyllanthaceae, growing up to 25m tall, with a spreading crown and thin bark, the Baccaurea Ramiflora, i.e Burmese Grape is good for bones, for muscular health, for improving immunity and for weight loss. They are commonly found in India(Assam), Burma, China, Vietnam, Thailand, Andaman & Nicobar Island and in peninsular Malaysia. 

Behind the densely covered leaves, camouflaged within the green surrounding are the families of Mr. and Ms. Pepper. I know their families for quite a long time. They visit my backyard every monsoon season and leave by the end of June. My brother told me, that they visit somewhere in between too, but unfortunately I stay far away from my home to greet their visit of another time. 


Location: Kokrajhar, Assam 783370, India

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