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Tree Memories by Salil Chaturvedi Ravi Agarwal New Delhi My memory of my childhood is the memory of a tree. I remember sitting under a tree and trapping squirrels. The house I grew up in was a big Lutyen’s Delhi house. In the backyard there were these two mango trees. One was huge, about fifty […]

Tree Memories by Salil Chaturvedi Priya Kuriyan Cochin When I was eight years old, and my sister thirteen or fourteen, we used to spend our summer holidays in Ranchi, where my dad’s eldest brother was posted. We had three naughty cousins, two girls and a boy, who was the boy of the family, and was

Tree Memories by Salil Chaturvedi Prava Rai Namchi, Sikkim My consciousness—the time when I became conscious of the world around me—was surrounded by trees. Rabong, the village in Western Sikkim where I grew up, was a very beautiful village; it still is, though it has grown now. There were streams, hills, meadows, and during spring

Tree Memories by Salil Chaturvedi Sandhya Yadav Chorao island We used to live in a rented house in Madel waddo in Chorao, and behind it there was a very old and huge Imli tree. The house was not big. It was just a room, about 10×12 feet and the tree was adjoining the rear wall,

Tree Memories by Salil Chaturvedi Architect PV Raikar Orlim, Salcete When I think of trees, the thing that comes to mind first is when I was in third-fourth standard. The lifestyle was—go to school, come back for lunch around one-thirty, have lunch, do your studies till about four o’clock and then go out to play