A Bee's Diary

When you grow up in a full house with 3 generations under one roof, you Share. There was no option, we were reprimanded or whacked if any kind of greed was shown. When one felt hungry, one was asked to wait for the next meal there were NO ready to eat snacks. Our main source of snack came from our garden, the fruit trees my grandfather had so thoughtfully planted. We had Guavas, Naseberry, Custard Apple, Mango, Coconut, Lemon and all bore many fruits.

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Some play is good…The life, young Calf’s should have…

Remember the sensation when your feet touch the wet soil, the cold sand, a rough rock, and the lush green grass? 

The cool breeze run through your hair, the soft whistles of the bamboos when you walk through the forest, the incessant chirping of the morning birds, those pastures in multiple hues of greens spread over the horizon?