dance studio to one hyper fantail, summer home to generations of a palm squirrel family, three hundred crickets and ten thousand ants, last refuge for a befuddled and rather vocal kukal, club house to a mongoose twosome, sports facility for three, sometimes seven monkeys, boarding and lodging for sundry barbets, leaf birds, drongos, blue magpies and woodpeckers, a night hot spot for a single spotted owlet, a happening bistro by day for innumerable bulbuls, treepies, magpie robins, babblers, finches, cuckoos, prinias and sunbirds and generally ready to take the whole world on board..
it covered itself with a welcoming effervescence of yellow-white new leaves the year we moved in..
flowered in a heady baur of joyous abandon and then sang in the voice of a million bees the year Arshiya was born.
this year it decided to bestow fruit and how.. tiny green really tasty sweet-sour mangoes in their hundreds dropping singly with a little thump on the ground below(or on a singing sister).. creating an energetic tabla bol in a strong breeze or really raining down in a storm..
jeeo to aise jeeo. hazar saal jeeo..
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