'Round the Corner & Over the Walls

The way back from office would usually be a long walk inside the campus to that other end. Its nice to watch those people, along the way, getting on to their vehicles eager to reach back home; people roaming around in the campus taking a break after that long busy day.

And at this part of the year when all the trees around (mainly konna) are fully bloomed in, there is that yellow glow all around and the reddish gleam of the sunset adds upto the beauty of the evening.

The cashew fruit plants in the campus and on the way, are all bowed down unable to bear the weight of their yield for the year – the green, yellow and red combination is giving them a majestic look.

The mango trees are full of the younger green ones and the way they are sprouting up, all together in bunches, would look as though there is never enough space up there on the top.

Looking at the time around, I remembered my early school days. There was this farm nearby which was full of cashew trees and during summer, on the way back from school it was a routine to throw out some stones to get down a few ripe yellow fruits. My cousin, though smaller than me but with the strength of a man, was my companion in all those ventures. Later, on reaching home, we used to cut the cashew fruits each into 4 pieces and put them in salt water to remove the sourness. Obviously he used to give me a lesser share since his’ used to be that better throws, always!! :S

And yet another fruit that we used to sneak around for, were Cherries... and I used to love those not so ripe ones – green and the yellowish ones. There was this small tree in our neighbourhood and if not all red and ripe ones, there would be a few of those green ones atleast on it, always. I guess the other children around never knew the taste of the fruit, and me and my cousin would be the only ones peeping up the wall to see if anyone’s around, before plucking them all (ofcourse, the owner of the tree never knew of our little stealing :D)

As for mangoes, guava, sappotta and jack fruit, we had enough and more of those in our own backyards and so we never had to jump a wall or sneak around for them :P

Remember mulberries?? Hehehe.. we never used to wait for the fruits to ripen (it would be black then) and so by the time they turn from green to red, we would gobble them all. And as though the tree in our yard just doesn’t bear enough, we used to roam around plucking them over the walls of other houses in the neighbourhood.. (ohh what fun it used to be to jump around the walls.. :D I miss them)

And then there are those white and red Jambu’s (our own champakka)

Hmmm.. now I know why I am not much interested in Apples and Oranges. Having known the taste of all these fruits plucked from the tree and eaten right away; who can ever favourite the artificially injected fruits of today? :P hahaha