Bangalore is beautiful at this time of the year. The trees are heavy with colorful flowers. And as I drive through these flower laden trees I think, maybe this is how it would be if you are allowed to drive in the Garden of Eden. Sometimes there are huge trees covered with nothing but yellow flowers, pink flowers and violet blooms. It is breathtakingly beautiful.
I do tend to drive slowly just enjoy these beautiful, colorful trees,much to the chagrin of the motorists behind me.
Two days back I noticed a lone tree, surrounded by exotic looking trees filled with different hued flowers. This lone tree stood there, stripped off all its leaves -I mean it was as bald as a bald eagle. There was not a leaf in sight, just branches and more branches. And it stood majestically like a piece of modern art amidst traditional art.
That's when I began noticing these bald and bare trees as I call them. They are different from the rest. Yet equally if not more beautiful. They stood out with their uniqueness. Strong, mesmerizing, tantalizing, beckoning, and all mysterious - just like a work of art.
All these years I was so caught up admiring the obvious (nothing wrong with that), following the herd and missed out on the beauty of these leafless trees, simply because they didn't belong in the pattern.....how very human :)
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