These are fruits you never get to buy outside, these are fruits you have to pluck right from the tree, hanging onto one of its branches, with cousins and nephews and nieces, your mouth exploding in violet and red. There are fruits like these that take you back to nature, to mothers. From the long winding verandha of the old house, my grandma would be watching us hanging like little bats from the tree. One of us would fall down and she would just hold us with her eyes, for she knnew we were safe. She would place huge sandbags around trees before each vacation, trees she knew we kids will cling onto like life, like life we just would want to climb and savor them and never think of a fall. But she knew better.
9 comments:
Hi Inji..
You are back!... Haven't seen these fruits anywhere!
Joyce
"these are fruits you have to pluck right from the tree", standing in your neighbour's plot :P thats when it is more sweeter and tasty :D
Sometimes, you just want to know that the people you care about are alright!
I haven't had any of these fruits, vegetables, or dishes you mention in your blogs for a long time in my life. And at times, never in my life.
I had this one, I surely know the taste of the purple color. Every time I pluck a Mulberry I remembered a line from my junior school: 'Silk worms are grown in Mulberry trees'. Haven't seen silk worms either, I used to day dream about those beautiful worms, silk as in their name, and they live mulberries.
When I read your post title, I felt like this time you have written about something that I remember the taste, and I started reading.
We never had a Mulberry tree in our yard. Our neighbour Madhavan mash had two in his garden, kids from your house use to hang on its branches, wait for the Mulberries to ripen and we would pluck them so early that Madhavan mash never got a chance to taste them. One day I saw a dream where Madhavan mash was having a new goat for which he bought a latch and the goat was tied onto one of the small wooden pillar of his front corridor. In my dream I saw my Ammamma, Madhavan mash's goat had my Ammamma's face.
We never had Mulberries there after.
This time I am sure I know the taste of that fruit you are talking about, but never was it the same.
Hi Inji, I am so glad you are back. Was quite disappointed since could not access your blog for the lastt one week. I am one of your anonymous reader who loves to read everything that you write. Glad that you are back!
Well, i'm glad that you have had enough of "not being stared at and searched for'!! :) _ I was so sad to think that even you had maybe gone off forever like Trupti....
Tried your recipe for appam last weekend and wanted to tell you that it turned out really nice for the first time! thanks!
hi inji
glad to see you are back! i have a blog for which you were one of the inspirations and so was sorry to see the closed blog. we had a mulberry tree in india which we took for granted till it was gone. we have one now in the frontyard here that i see has fruits that never ripen. not sure why? thanks for the pics.
lan
you are soo true. we had one tree in school n all kids used to hang around that one to get a few during the season....secrctly even today, there's one close to office, n once in a while we sneak out to pluck some ripe one's!!!
this picture took me back to childhood. wish I can go back and take a snap of all those fruits I used to enjoy as a kid.! I cant find them anymore at my grandmother's place.. :(
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