The Delhi summer does have its blessings and for me the biggest one is the flowers - the flaming brilliance of gulmohar and the unearthly enchantment of amaltash that distracts you from the punishing weather.Years ago when I lived in a house close to an avenue of amaltash, I was moved to express my delight in a poem.
It has been published in CRICKET a children's magazine.AMALTASH
Golden chandeliers
under a fierce blue sky
shading me softly
from the sun’s heat
swinging serene
in the burning wind
your movement a dance
soothing weary eyes
making me forget
the scorching air
the sandpaper dust on my cheek.
It is almost worth
suffering summer’s torment
to see you bloom so gloriously.
And walk on tiptoe
beneath your shade
like a princess
under a canopy of golden lace.
