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Pure Water : Amniotic fluid

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I ts easy for me to type a few words…. expressing concern if my precious garden does not get water on any particular day. Just half a kilometer away is a slum where in majority Muslims reside. Over population….. children scampering barefoot on narrow slushy lanes with open drains containing raw sewage running parallel. Not enough drinking water….& what ever is released on alternate days kills some of these children as they drink it un boiled. To boil water their poor mother would need kerosene or some other fuel…every thing costs money. The cost to boil water consistently would cost about a third of the earnings. Then what about the cost of food? Everyone in the slum drinks the water, usually without boiling, and water seems so natural that most mothers do not understand the threat it holds. The water comes from cracked pipes that runs into the slum. Some pipes run into a ditch filled with sewage. Even though, the water is treated at its origin, sewage seeps into the water to gener

Scorching Summers

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29h July: Water is one of the most precious and valuable resources. We easily forget how the sun blazed just recently over head. The rainy weather and the rim jhim mausum….makes us forget. When every drop mattered. When the water supply shortens.. The taps go drip drip from the previous gushing flow.. When quite a few worry how to water their garden.. ! Now in July,when its raining out side......it is difficult to describe the impact of the blazing sun on our plants and earth. Yes I am talking of April, May and beginning of June. It is a challenge to maintain the green patch green… to feed it nurture it Then.. Sustainability To use recycled water. Supervising that the last rinse of the clothes that were washed -to be poured into the precious heliconia bed.... The non oily - dish water for the Buddha’s belly ... The tea leaves into the Bird of Paradise as mulch.. thus preserving the moisture... Yes summer heat withers the plants… But with a little organized help & concern from our w

2 Poems I Read

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Teach your children what we have taught our children -- That the earth is our mother Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons and daughters of the earth. If men spit upon the ground, they spit upon themselves. This we know The earth does not belong to us, we belong to the earth This we knowAll things are connected like the blood which unites one family. All things are connected. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons and daughters of the earth. We do not weave the web of life, We are merely a strand in it. Whatever we do to the web,we do to ourselves. By--Chief Seattle ***** The beauty of the trees, the softness of the air, the fragrance of the grass speaks to me. The summit of the mountain, the thunder of the sky, The rhythm of the sea, speaks to me. The faintness of the stars, the freshness of the morning, the dewdrop on the flower, speaks to me. The strength of the fire, the taste of salmon, the trail of the sun, and the life that never goes away, they speak to me And my hea

Living in Harmony with Nature

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The image was.. Downloaded from New York Times I have labeled this picture “Living in Harmony with Nature” One can get entranced just looking at this image.. All plants look native.. and the Buddha’s statue .......... So perfectly positioned. Giving out a message of Peace and Tranquility. Why can’t we live in Harmony with nature…? Why have affected landscaped gardens….? Just the nature takes it course and we should build around it. We should raise our voices and take a firm stand : When the construction companies cut down trees brutally … When the rocks of Hyderabad are blown up.. Is this development..? We are destroying the earth. What will we give to our future generation.....?! We should be careful about the carbon foot prints we leave behind. Don Boudreaux in his blog http://cafehayek.typepad.com/hayek/2005/04/living_in_harmo.html says & I quote: “We moderns don’t live in harmony in nature, and one consequence of our inharmonious existence is the manatees’ near-extinction”. He

some pictures

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The image was.. Downloaded from New York Times I have labeled this picture “living in harmony with nature” One can get entranced just looking at this image.. All plants look native.. and the Buddha’s statue So perfectly positioned. Giving out message of Peace and Tranquility. Why can’t we live in Harmony with nature…? Why have affected landscaped gardens….? Just the nature takes it course and we should build around it. We should raise our voices and take a firm stand When the construction companies cut down trees brutally … When the rocks of Hyderabad are blown up.. Is this development..? We are destroying the earth. What will we give to our future generation.....?! We should be careful about the carbon foot prints we leave behind. Don Boudreaux in his blog http://cafehayek.typepad.com/hayek/2005/04/living_in_harmo.html says & I quote: “We moderns don’t live in harmony in nature, and one consequence of our inharmonious existence is the manatees’ near-extinction”. He adds: “To live

Stepping out of our Comfort Zones

Lets join hand & Clean then Green our Earth: Lets start by becoming guerrilla gardener of sorts.. Years back I took over with a little aggression the front part of the house and converted an ugly neglected dump yard into a lush green lawn with proper landscaping-- flower beds..and pruned hedges.. Mother in law did not like it.... and she labeled me into an eternal bad daughter in law!! Defamed me -- blah blah blah.. This went on for years till she accepted the fact that the front landscaped space looked great. The plants are greener and providing lot of oxygen on Raj Bhavan Road.. Its a good green patch.. Anyway can't we start a guerilla war fare or a movement doing odd jobs on neglected dirty corners and places.... ? Converting these dump yards into Green lush zones.. ....... ............................ ......... Can’t we...? For this movement we need funds to hire people who can work under our guidance @ night : ( a little aggression for a good cause) This group ( like the

Counseling a “wanna be” Gardener…

Writers and gardeners are often solitary souls. Close friends, are frogs, birds, bees bugs, butterflies & the cats on the walls.. to keep company and keep the eyes occupied from other things but green. There is the husband of course and the kids who call for the attention.. but the plants ..draw one near oh so near. Sometimes the tour of the garden can start from ,therefore build a house or modify the house with a good garden view,,,,,, looking out. One can reflect a lot just by looking at the garden or the green.. The owner of the house should love the garden more than the house…. The house should have almost all glass windows… French doors.., and even the front door with glass , , offering a generous view of the garden and the lush bloom outside…. Semi arid areas around, Hyderabad, where there is water scarcity’s one need low-maintenance plants which will be a panacea for the region's water supply uncertainties. Ideally , the garden should need very little pruning and waterin

How green does my garden grow:

I need gardening: Every garden has its peculiarity, and mine is that it is basically a converted green patch formally a dump of garbage and shabby bushes. I garden on a semi arid area much dependent on municipality water ^ amended by trucked-in manure and red earth topsoil and compost heap that I try to pile up. The happiest hours that I spend are in the garden feeling the mud -- the earth.. Trying to attend to a plant.. leaf through leaves.. removing the dry ones….to make a pot look neat and attended to. Making my own bio degradable compost.. (with dry leaves.. and twigs) Sweeping cleaning.. doing my own small digging. The garden did not take over night to grow; it took time, immense energy and my love.. It shaped up and formed its own character With the stately palms on the front step saying welcome.. The platform with the Anthuriums; The huge Jaqeranda tree… perfuming the air shedding and showering its purple bell shaped flowers…on the green lawn.. each time the wind blow