Jungle is a word that originated in India from Sanskrit. We use it to describe any wild growth. For instance, during the monsoon when in our part of the world the predominant colour is green, my late wife used to call our small garden a jungle as our gardener was simply incapable of keeping it under control.
Consequently, the gardener was very affectionately called Junglee by her. You can see from the photograph taken just this morning, that he continues to be our gardener and continues to be a Junglee.
What triggered off that memory was this little nugget that my beloved sister sent me this morning in WhatsApp.
Another new word learnt. I however don’t think that I am a Memophilist just because I have a jungle at home. Or, do you think that I am?
4 thoughts on “Jungle.”
We can see beauty everywhere even in untamed shrubbery and grasses. Why do we wish to exert control?
Wabi-sabi. I quite like the imperfections. So did Urmeela.
And I also see Manimow in the image, ever hopeful of being fed everytime she sees a human in the house 😁.
I did not see her while I shot the snap. If I had noticed her, I would have taken a better shot showing her off as well.
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