{Earlier posts from me on this critical issue links :The Campaign against “Unnecessary Destruction” sustains its momentum on my blog} 


Neglect it
Criticise it to its face
Say how it kills the light
Traps all the rubbish
Bores you with its green

Harden your heart
Cut it down close
To the root as possible

Forget it 
For a week or a month
Return with an axe 
Split it with one blow
Insert a stone

To keep the wound wide open.   {Poem by Eibhlin Nic Eochaidh}.

While on one side of the fence, 14082007507.jpgthe so-affirmed project towards a less garbled and a more organised commutation for the hoi polloi in & around my city is being carried out with such intense fervor and rigorous penchant, with shafts of sunlight slanting downward through the sturdily-built shoulders of trees with profound heads, drops of water glistening happily on the leaves so far away from the reach of nonsensical and intrusive human hands, the whole courtyard bathed in golden hued green 14082007506.jpgwater dripping down from the trees, with a sense of abandonment on the other side of the fence. Birds came out of hiding to disrupt the serenity of the moment. Things around me, certainly are continuing their downslide from “bad” to “worse” to “irritably worse”,  18082007513.jpg the wrinkles on my forehead caused by them, disappear with minimal effort when our pet-cum-younger brother Genie is around. That corner under the Bounganvillea canopy on our terrace is his retreat!