The world seems to have lost its selfish bone and suddenly everybody is gung-ho about taking on the green war with pollution.Last week while completing my cousin's Environmental Science project I realised people do take a break from reading the mumbo-jumbo on newspapers,from the occasional rapes,murders,larceny,etc,lofty movements from gandhi look alikes,certain slut walks(Come on! As long as men have their special pair,and we have ours,all's trivial.Wait till we evolve!),2G scam(Have it your way I say.Ionosphere will be replaced by your car gas anyway!),from movies with slangs that reinstate how gross a race we really are,etc etc and show off their green fingers.Yes yes,they are working at maintaining green zones all over the world with anonymity and by celebrating green days with grandeur.
No I won't serve you by giving you more feed on films and nudity. Get green now. Get serious.
Since green demands seriousness,I have made a serious observation. One of the projects in the assignment was urging students to take on competitive gardening. Now of course the project is only limited to copying it down for your cousin,however I realised how most women in our locality,including my mother,really actually follow it.Competitive gardening begins everyday at five in the evening and lasts more than an hour.All the women armed with spray pipes spray water on the tender leaves and buds with one hand.They balance the stoop with the other hand on the waist and take a quick glance at each others work out of the corner of their eyes.They discuss prices of saplings,the mali's fee,the manure that can make you sick in your dreams,etc.The costlier,the better and the one who gets the costliest of suchlikes does an inward jig with pride and becomes the talk of the town :P. My mother is seriously hungover by her gardening paraphernalia,which I must admit is pretty,cost the pater a fortune though,but sure is pretty.My favorite part is ONLY the touch-me-nots.How I love teasing my touch-me-nots!Therefore,slut or no slut,2G or 3G,D K Bose or the reverse,please find your little green zone and save our green buddies.
My mother's babies.I wrote this because I love my mother,her garden and my sedentary life.
No I won't serve you by giving you more feed on films and nudity. Get green now. Get serious.
Since green demands seriousness,I have made a serious observation. One of the projects in the assignment was urging students to take on competitive gardening. Now of course the project is only limited to copying it down for your cousin,however I realised how most women in our locality,including my mother,really actually follow it.Competitive gardening begins everyday at five in the evening and lasts more than an hour.All the women armed with spray pipes spray water on the tender leaves and buds with one hand.They balance the stoop with the other hand on the waist and take a quick glance at each others work out of the corner of their eyes.They discuss prices of saplings,the mali's fee,the manure that can make you sick in your dreams,etc.The costlier,the better and the one who gets the costliest of suchlikes does an inward jig with pride and becomes the talk of the town :P. My mother is seriously hungover by her gardening paraphernalia,which I must admit is pretty,cost the pater a fortune though,but sure is pretty.My favorite part is ONLY the touch-me-nots.How I love teasing my touch-me-nots!Therefore,slut or no slut,2G or 3G,D K Bose or the reverse,please find your little green zone and save our green buddies.
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