When the air is doubly hot and you tend to feel that something is lacking, a green palm frond, perfectly sculpted, enjoying its sojourn in a quiet nook, displays its mantle of freshness, drawing away your thoughts, from the harshness of the heat.
The merrily swinging leaves of the mango tree are clinging onto a weird looking, rolled-up item, unaware of the presence of busy, teenie-weenie workers, preparing many such tiny abodes, planning a quiet takeover.
Sometimes... Nature goes into an imaginative mode, dabbing leaves with the hues of its delicious fruits. Young leaf clusters bring to mind those sweet brown 'chikoo' slices that disappear in a jiffy.
Striking hard at tired eyes which flicker in response, a radiant yellow bunch outshines the green. Somewhere overhead, a bright and vibrant sun, sending forth its golden warriors, smiles, as it crosses the sheaf of yellow.
Away from the blazing sun, spot a yellow winged visitor, carrying on a whispered conversation with a green friend, having found the perfect hideaway spot - 'the soft underside of a leaf'.
A fallen leaf... and I hold my breath. Lined up but empty, the tiny wasp nests clinging onto the underside of a majestic palm leaf speak silently of those sudden n' painful stings of the past. A message too... until the next season!
A young n' emerging leaf, eager to grow, sharing its glowing and healthy look, thanks to a readily available, and strengthening support network, during the early years.
Glimmering beneath the 'now golden, now mellowed,' spread of the sun's rays, a 'rolled up' green gift, sways gently under the influence of a warm breeze, hiding its mysterious interior. Nature is busy...mimicking a familiar stationery item - chart paper.