one cool misty morning while pottering in the garden, she saw a new plant tendrils et al on the chain link side fence.
the buah letup from her childhood days !
a little adventurous birdie must have eaten the seeds from some far away padi fields and regurgitated them in her 'eclectic' tiny garden!
now it is growing healthily on top of the fence, an array of the rounded familiar fruits, in a green filigree turning yellow as they age. she used to foray into the village with her friends looking for these same fruits, not so much to 'eat' as to hear it pop when squeezed.
ah.....those so distant childhood days under the balmy turquoise skies, never a care in the whole wide world.....
she could see them clearly in her mind's eyes....smell the sharp fragrances of kenanga, melati, hear the rustic sounds of the village, the happy chickens running around the house, the free melodious birds in the jambu trees, the infectious laughter as children frolicked everywhere.....she could still taste the cuttingly cold winds from the hills......
Alhamdullilah for a perfectly beautiful childhood....
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