ISSN (Print) - 0012-9976 | ISSN (Online) - 2349-8846

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The Garden of My Childhood

As many of the common birds that once inhabited our gardens disappear, we have to worry about our concern for conservation.

It started with a little girl and a big garden.

With fistfuls of mud, a brigade of earthworms and a fleet of visiting birds, I was an inquisitive five-year-old on a journey of discovery, lucky enough to have a big garden in the capital city of Delhi. The garden was no ordinary place. It had wild grass, towering lilies, wild-growing tomatoes, and little pinpricks of daisy-like yellow flowers piercing the grass on occasion.

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