I have got a fairly big garden outside. My bedroom is kind of not too big or too small and I have windows on all three sides of the wall. The computer is to a side where I work when I find the time. I love the window which faces the garden. Every morning when the sunlight comes streaming in,( which is not the case everyday, as it happens to be monsoon time), and the curtains are drawn, I wake up to see the light of the day and sometimes see the eagles in flight soaring high. The pigeons are in plenty roosting under the huge watertank opposite. Looking down from my window I get to see the rosebushes, both red and white in color and see the petals strewn down onto the wet lawn grass. The zinnias are coming up healthy and strong and the hibiscus plants are flowering well and are growing taller overshooting the garden wall. The decorative plant,( I have decided to call it that, as I am not a botanist and I am not aware of its name), is to the side of the window. Its growth is also luscious, but I find that it's shedding its small tubular red flowers at a faster rate than it was earlier. I think it's season is drawing to a close. But it occupies a pride of place in our garden. Besides it happens to be a favorite perch for a diminutive sunbird, which comes searching for its pollen everyday. Of course, we have the tulsi plants. They come in good use when dad is doing his daily prayers. Another view from my window is that of a neem tree. This tree has grown thick and fast and is almost at a touching distance from my window. It attracts birds of all kinds and the health giving properties of this tree is common knowledge. However, it has also withstood the monsoon downpour quite bravely, but some of its branches have now taken a horizontal twist. But you can still see the tree from quite a distance from out on the road and it serves as a landmark as you negotiate your way home. I simply treasure the garden and all that it holds within and at this point cannot quite fathom life without it.
