By settling for our subordinate status as citizens, and probably intimidated by the effort required to drive a change, we have begun to perceive the achievable as a pipe dream.

My quest began with ‘The World of Trees’ by Ruskin Bond, followed by a Marathi book on trees, ‘Sobat’ by Madhu Mangesh Karnik.

I grew up in Matunga, a suburb in Mumbai. Though there were small pinwheel flower trees and a champa tree in our building compound, rows of coconut palms and a henna tree in the neighbouring one, and a canopy of old trees on the wide streets outside, it was an urban setting. Crows abounded and […]