Delhi in May
Other summer colours…if strawberries were painted by celestial artists for cooler climates, the water-melon designer was never any less, with succulent reds edged by subtle shades of pink, ensconced in bowls of cool striated green sprinkled with black designer seeds! The peachy shades of cut musk melons, the cool light green of sliced cucumber, the gold of papayas and the mango colour of mangoes. How can one explain “mango colour” or even a “mango shape” (not to mention “mango taste”) to a non-mango person. Not ochre, not mustard, not any colour, except “mango”. The beautiful safeda, the obscene totapuri and the rich alphonso. I almost forgot leechis – the contrast of rosy, grainy, greeny outer crisp shells with the oyster textured syrupy pulp over a nut brown seed. The designer team up in the sky certainly used “creativity” when detailing the diamond on this planet that we call “India”.
This morning, looking out of my window overlooking the Nicholson cemetery I was given another visual treat. Perched on a tomb’s cross, with it’s magnificent back to me, wearing gorgeously glittery green, merging in glamorous design into a long flowing draping train of boldly medallioned blue – an absolute masterpiece of creation….the blatantly beautiful Indian peacock.