A birdsong in every word
As a child growing up in Bengaluru in the 80s and 90s, trees and flowers and birds were all around me, but I only ever noticed them in spring. Somehow, everything seemed clearer in spring, fighting for my attention. The trees showed off tender green leaves and pretty flowers. The birds made themselves nearly hoarse with all the singing. Besides, the summer holidays were just
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