Spring

[toujours_nigel]

Spring in this city is fire and blood on the new leaves of the defeated trees lining the streets: the long-lasting gulmohars in Kanai's hair, yes, but also the dark shimul that bursts and wilts in red, and the palash that flames into and winks out of existence in little more than a week.

Comments

[dhobikikutti]

Oh for fucks sake. Make my heart snap with homesick longing by just one sentence, why don't you. The palash trees in Lodhi Gardens must look so beautiful now.

[toujours_nigel]

I'm not sure whether to apologise or send you moar photos.

Sorry.