Monsoon greetings from my garden

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and . . . clouds piled upon clouds and thundered and roared . . .

i found these maiden flowers of ‘indrabela’ glowing like little morning stars in the early hours of the morning today.

look at their virgin untouched souls . . . does anything more pious exist on earth?

my tender juhi creeper talked about a world that exists beyond the reach of the dirty defiled hands of greedy profiteers. . . 

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