Our two guava trees bear abundantly, enough for people and animals from the neighbourhood to eat and way too much for just one person living in the house i.e. Mom...
Sometimes our neighbour Kokai (meaning elder brother in Assamese) helps her by plucking all the ripe ones and distribute them around. The children of the neighbourhood also love them and so does strangers walking past our lane, who if our door is open courteously asks the owner if they can pluck some. Mom comes out with a very long sturdy looking stick, asking them to use it and pluck the good ones high up on the trees 😄
Our peaceful slumber at night gets interrupted by the frequent falling of the ripe ones. We wake up in the morning to find Mom's little garden decorated with light yellow patches here and there. 'A lot fell last night, let's wait for the cows and the goats to pass by' she would say. .
Last night too was similar, we woke up to find guavas strewn all over her garden. Some we gave to the children of our neighbours, rest she asked me to feed the goats who watching us from a distance...two black ones and a white baby. 'I know them, they are friendly go feed them' - she said. The baby goat who is used to Mom's face climbed up to take a closer look at me, someone unfamiliar and yet carrying many similar features to the trustworthy face they are used to, he might have thought. I asked Mom to run and get my phone, I wanted to capture this moment and his curiosity....❤❤❤❤
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