It was sometime in May 2004 that I planted in front of my apartment complex the tree featured in the Easter Sunday post, (an Indian Soap Nut tree) which the good friend who got me the sapling from the ‘tree-planting-drive’ informed was about 5 months old.
Which makes the 1st of January the adopted date of birth for ‘my’ tree. This new year’s eve, since all the brats decided to celebrate it elsewhere, I decided to celebrate, decorate the tree for its New Year ‘birthday’.
Incidentally some friends helped to string up the balloons, the paper streams and the serial lights. The serial light sets are almost 9 or 10 years old, the ‘brand’ new product of that time - the Chinese Rice Bulb sets. Low on power consumption, but bright all the same. Thus commenced this New Year’s eve. Then, I found that all of those friends and colleagues had drifted away at the approach of the bewitching hour.
So,
At the stroke of midnight hour, when the world partied, mad.madrasi stood still and alone. That moment came, which comes but once in an year, when I move from the old to the new, when an year ends, and when the hope of a person, long wished for, is striven again.
(no pun intended - definitely, absolutely, sincerely, truly not)
And found myself alone with the stray - Red, written about earlier. Comfortable in each others company, she kept munching on a titbit lying at my feet, while I had a quiet smoke.
I guess we were both contemplating the state of the universe, global warming, peak oil, water management, species extinction and food security.
O:-)
Thus we parted company - me to a simple dinner and a cozy bed and she to her night haunts, wishing each other a Fine New Year, under the ‘birthday’ tree.
All photos taken with my Nokia 3500 classic mobile phone. The 1st image is in normal mode, while the other two are with night mode on. Notice how the serial lights resemble the sub-continent (with Af-Pak) at a particular angle - purely unintentional.
Have a nice year India and all who reach and read here.
India at midnight
India ‘Shining’
the hanging gardens of mad.madrasi
Which makes the 1st of January the adopted date of birth for ‘my’ tree. This new year’s eve, since all the brats decided to celebrate it elsewhere, I decided to celebrate, decorate the tree for its New Year ‘birthday’.
Incidentally some friends helped to string up the balloons, the paper streams and the serial lights. The serial light sets are almost 9 or 10 years old, the ‘brand’ new product of that time - the Chinese Rice Bulb sets. Low on power consumption, but bright all the same. Thus commenced this New Year’s eve. Then, I found that all of those friends and colleagues had drifted away at the approach of the bewitching hour.
So,
At the stroke of midnight hour, when the world partied, mad.madrasi stood still and alone. That moment came, which comes but once in an year, when I move from the old to the new, when an year ends, and when the hope of a person, long wished for, is striven again.
(no pun intended - definitely, absolutely, sincerely, truly not)
And found myself alone with the stray - Red, written about earlier. Comfortable in each others company, she kept munching on a titbit lying at my feet, while I had a quiet smoke.
I guess we were both contemplating the state of the universe, global warming, peak oil, water management, species extinction and food security.
O:-)
Thus we parted company - me to a simple dinner and a cozy bed and she to her night haunts, wishing each other a Fine New Year, under the ‘birthday’ tree.
All photos taken with my Nokia 3500 classic mobile phone. The 1st image is in normal mode, while the other two are with night mode on. Notice how the serial lights resemble the sub-continent (with Af-Pak) at a particular angle - purely unintentional.
Have a nice year India and all who reach and read here.
India at midnight
India ‘Shining’
the hanging gardens of mad.madrasi
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