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Natural Lessons



Nature can look bizarre sometimes.

It may indeed be bizarre.

Death and life coexist at times.

Life longs to thrive,

not just survive.






Even in the hollow

of a tree trunk

life can be born

and may thrive too.





When there's no nature left
the wild bees may come in hordes
and besiege the concrete jungle
with its synthetic light. 


PS. All three photos were taken today, a very hazy day in Delhi. 

      I'm longing for sunshine.
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  1. Anita SabatDecember 21, 2013 at 11:37 PM

    Sir, You have shared apt images and the right messages.
    "Give me some sunshine, give me some rain.
    Give me another chance, I wanna grow up once again"- Song from 3 Idiots Movie.
    May we all 'live' rather than 'survive'. - 'Jee le zara' - song from Talaash movie.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 22, 2013 at 8:37 AM

      Thank you, Anita, for adding more nuance to the post.

      Living rather than surviving is what really matters. Ironically, we are far richer than our previous generations; yet we haven't learnt to 'live'.

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  2. Words KraftDecember 22, 2013 at 8:51 AM

    As you mentioned Life strives to grow and flourish , paying no heed to resistances...This is one example...

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 22, 2013 at 3:28 PM

      Isn't it amazing to see life growing out of dust blown into a tree hollow by the winds?

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  3. PallaviDecember 22, 2013 at 10:28 AM

    When there's no nature left

    the wild bees may come in hordes

    and besiege the concrete jungle

    with its synthetic light "

    How true..

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 22, 2013 at 3:29 PM

      What a boring world it will be if there are only human beings?

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  4. UnknownDecember 22, 2013 at 11:25 AM

    nice Snap!!!

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 22, 2013 at 3:30 PM

      There was not a ray of the Sun in Delhi for the last 3 days, Gowtham. Otherwise, the pics would have been much clearer.

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  5. umashankarDecember 22, 2013 at 6:00 PM

    "Even in the hollow / of a tree trunk
    life can be born / and may thrive too.    "

    Beautiful lines, potent message. Somehow the bees convey an image of a cricifix, or is that one?

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 23, 2013 at 8:00 AM

      Interestingly, yes, the bees give the image of a cross.

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  6. ArtiDecember 23, 2013 at 9:46 AM

    Beautiful pictures and equally beautiful words to go along with the pictures, there is so much to learn from these lessons in nature. Thank you for bringing them to us.

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  7. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 23, 2013 at 12:53 PM

    My pleasure, Arti.

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  8. UnknownDecember 23, 2013 at 5:50 PM

    True...nature finds it own way in the concrete jungle too :D

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 23, 2013 at 7:01 PM

      That's nature's way, Pankti. But I'm scared of people who argue about "natural ways" when it comes to many things like homosexuality. Is wearing branded clothes "natural"? Ah, too many things to discuss when it comes to being "natural". But nature has a way of surviving in spite of ridiculous people.

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