Bangalore is a riot of colours in Spring. Here is a Yellow Tabebuia (Caribbean Trumpet) tree in full blossom near my home.
While I was returning to my car after taking this photo, another Tabebuia tree on the other side of the road caught my attention. It is a victim of the ‘beautification’ drive in the city. They had concreted the pavement where this tree stood depriving it of everything needed to survive. The branches had dried, leaves gone and its imminent death was visibly very close.
Even then, there was this single bunch of flowers that it proudly bore on one the last green branches. I assume the tree knew of its fast approaching death, but that in no way did diminish its enthusiasm to express itself the best possible way.
It was saying silently to the humans – you can kill me, but not my spirit.