When we reached home from the airport, we parked the car under the amaltas tree. Even at night, I could see the beautiful bunches of yellow with which the slender branches were laden.
The first thing that mom unpacked when we got home were the alphonso mangoes she had purchased in Pune, and the fragrance of the yellow fruit was intoxicating.
The next morning was cloudless, and warm golden sunlight permeated the house and lit up the freshly painted cream coloured walls.
Sis showed off pictures she had clicked of a sunflower field. Bright blossoms smiled at me from the photo album.
Ok enough of the gushing. This is not a celebratory entry.
This evening I was diagnosed with jaundice.