The well-maintained lawn in my institute Regional Institute of Education, Bhubaneswar is very close to my heart. The tamarind tree which had lost half of its branches in the extremely severe cyclonic storm Fani that ravaged many parts of Odisha in the year 2019, has been my company ever since I joined the institute. Early in the morning, I would walk all the way to sit on the bench under the tamarind tree. Often do I see the suspicious eyes of the gardener following my trails. Little did he know how much I love flowers. Sometimes I enjoy the butterflies fluttering amidst the sunflowers. At other two Graphium Agamenon would dance in the breeze. Sometimes I get to hear the buzzing sound of the honey bees humming around. At other a little one would run all the way from Demonstration Multipurpose School to meet me. Ruskin Bond my favorite writer from the Hills writes ...
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