In the garden of joy by Rekha Jad
This winter overstayed it's welcome,fed up of dreary ,gloomy overcast days with sun hardly showing ,the spring was gladly recieved.With the vibrance of spring in air,I too press a pause button on my humdrum days and squeeze out some 'me' time to wake up andsmell the roses. In a jiffy,I am on the swanky,elite roads of Lutyens amidst the honking and hollering of zooming cars and screeching brakes ,I enter the nearby sprawling lush urban jungle,the iconic Lodhi garden. The cacophony I experienced outside comes to a grinding halt just at the entrance.The tranquility is bewitching.There is a comfortable silence interrupted only by monotonous chirping of birds and a clattering hiss of winds through leaves of the tall lofty trees. The tall,shady blooming trees of Arjun,Neem, silver oak,Kusum and the spiritual Ashoka seem to greet you with veneration. As I step on the walkway,the edging and bordering by bloom of vibrant orange nustarti...