Monday, June 22, 2015

Life beyond office: six themes nature can teach us (Photo-essay)


Resilience: This bar tree is healthily growing on the wooden electric pole. That is rather unusual but unusual things often happen in life.
Here Peepal tree does the same

Suffering: these two deers have been caged in a small place. Who else knows the value of freedom more than them?


Peace: This stretch of the trail, crowded most of the times, remains in peace at this time. And looks beautiful.

Creation: Life sprouts where seed meets thesoil

Faith: Those who believe Bar and Peepal to be spouses in earlier incarnation have imposed human version of dress: white for Bar and red for Peepal

Youth: These young oranges do not know they'll one day ripen, fall and assimilate in soil. But for now, they think they have won the world. 
Parasitism: Even plants have their own parasites. 


More photographs from the day:


Serpentine Narayani



Bharatpur city seen from distance

The dusk settles behind this decaying tree, reminding the ephemeral nature of life

The solitude among the trees


Where a thousand flowers bloom, that is where I live

Come on! This is our chance to have fun with cycling.

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