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Tree Memories by Salil Chaturvedi Arjun Dahanu Kerala My early childhood was completely interlinked with the coconut tree. Most of the activities were around the coconut tree. Every forty-five days, or so, there was plucking, sorting, de-husking; every part of the tree was used. I was especially fond of watching the de-husking of the coconut. […]

Tree Memories by Salil Chaturvedi Mridula Koshy New Delhi The first tree that I remember in my life is not a specific tree. I was born in Safdarjung hospital and taken home to what used to be Curzon Road and is now the Kasturba Gandhi Marg. There was a flat my father lived in. There’s

Tree Memories by Salil Chaturvedi Pradip Krishen While working on my book, The Jungle Trees of Central India, I was hopping from jungle to jungle trying to discover the trees there. During these trips I discovered a tree that I connected to instantly because of the smell of its flowers. I remembered the smell very

Tree Memories by Salil Chaturvedi Colonel Prem Pratap Singh Bundelkhand, Uttar Pradesh I grew up in a remote village called Kargwan in the Hamirpur district of Bundelkhand. I cherish the memories of two trees—one, the Pakhad; the other, the Allauva. I don’t know what they are called in English*. Allauva is a very small tree

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