About Monsoon ‘malhars’ and Kamini blossoms and my Garden

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After a hot and humid day, monsoon winds came rushing in; the night sky turned red and the earth shivered with the sombre rumblings of dense clouds. It was a magical night – a night of monsoon ragas. I couldn’t sleep. it rained and the night fragrances of Jasmine and the rain-drenched earth asked you to curl up in your easy chair and feel the magic of the night. The night turned into day and left behind quietly on my doorstep its tender monsoon memento – the fragrant Kamini.

these little white flowers look so pure, untouched - they are modesty, gentleness, innocence incarnate.

these little white flowers look so pure, untouched – they are modesty, gentleness, innocence incarnate.

I was thrilled to see how the tender buds had all bloomed in the early hours of the morning after a sleepless night of bewitching monsoon ragas.

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