As The Tree Marches

The sun played hide and seek the afternoon I visited the Theosophical Society . The rains had washed clean the leaves and the branches were heavy with moisture. I was glad for the few hours of sunshine, the rich light that filtered through the foliage  appeared surrealistic.

During my previous visit to the Society I caught a glimpse of Blavatsky Bungalow through the the dense spread of the large banyan tree.  During this visit I did not even know that I was moving towards the bungalow because I came upon it from the other side. I found an old building impressive with tall pillars, doors painted blue , and light bounced off the lime washed walls.  

I walked around the building and suddenly came upon this sight and only then did I know that this was the Blavatsky Bungalow I saw from the other side of the banyan tree.

This building is one of the oldest in the Society, I came across a plaque that stated that Rabindranath Tagore stayed in the bungalow in the year 1934. The rooms were locked and there was no one anywhere close to the building. I sat on the cool portico and sketched. I sat in silence drenched by the prism of light and thought of the silent march of the banyan tree close and closer to the building . On the left flowed the Adyar river, the path leading to the river covered with brambles and weeds.

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5 thoughts on “As The Tree Marches

  1. A lovely progression between the story and the scenes. Happy to see so many buildings and they’ve turned out really well. The light and shade on the pillars in the last scene is fantastic!

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