Sthol-e jol-e, laglo j do–
Ranga hashi rashi ashok polash
(krishnochura, konokchura, shornalu ar jarul)
Ranga nesha megh-e mesha probhat-akash,
Nobin patay lagey ranga hillol."
The melody appears to resound in my heart these days, and it appears like really the ideal opportunity for Dhakaiites to open their entryways, as nature is by all accounts calling them to do as such. Indeed, even in the midst of lives brimming with issues and the typical inconveniences of life, nature calls them to come and see its unbounded magnificence. Light is by all accounts moving around, spreading splendid light all over. Diffusing the beams of the sun in a brilliant cluster of hues are the blossoming searing krishnochura, yellow ashokchura, shornalu, jarul in its shade of affection, and pinkasia. The hues convey happiness to the eyes, as nature ends up noticeably dazzling in the shades. May be this is the thing that Tagore had at the top of the priority list when he stated, "A sudden blasted of light to enlighten the spirit."
When we feel worn out on the stifling condition of Dhaka, and urgently require a breather, that is precisely when 'Modhu Mash', or actually the time of nectar, touches base in April to June, to infuse a dosage of cheer directly into our souls. What's more, this brings the abundance of sweet natural products, as well as in the sprouts in abundance on the branches of tall trees, feathered creatures singing, the wispy vivid wings of butterflies, it is hues aplenty all around. Summer touches base without taking endlessly a considerable measure of the delights of spring, the lord of all seasons for its hues. Thus the minute the Dhaka inhabitant ventures out, their sight is hypnotized by the hues blasting all around, along the primary roads, close to the littler back streets, standing particularly not the same as the standard clean, earth and grime of the city.
Manik Mia Avenue, Crescent Road, Ramna, Minto Road, Dhaka University range, Shapla Chattar, Supreme Court region, Gulshan, Old Airport zone, Cantonment, Baridhara, Dhanmondi, Wari, Uttara and a few regions of Old Dhaka have streets lines with lines of krishochura trees in full sprout.
It is incredibly lovely. The sheer perfection is sufficient to wash away distresses of the heart, and street weariness. Maybe individuals don't go out on the streets to see nature's magnificence, it is regularly life's necessities that are rationale, yet the blooms are difficult to disregard, particularly in their splendid dazzling quality.
It appears that nature is grinning surrounding me. I know many individuals who particularly sit tight for this time, particularly for the krishnochura to blossom.
Krishnochura (Delonix Regia) is a blossom of summer prevailing areas. For its red hot shade of red, numerous ranges know it as the 'Agun Ful', or the Fire Flower. It develops generally in numerous nations of the world, and has distinctive names all over the place. A few ranges even draw their names from it, and numerous other have legends and convictions related to them, for instance in Puerte Rico, you will discover 'The Valley of the Poinciana Trees', or the 'Valle de los Flamboyanes.' The Vietnamese call it the 'Phoenix Tail', and the Hai Phong city is additionally called the City of Red Poinciana. Some Christian locals of Kerala in India trust that the blossom got its shading from Jesus' blood, as it fell on a hedge close to his body when he was killed.
Konokchura or shornochura tree is similarly as vast as the krishnochura, yet it is considerably less regular when contrasted with it. In Dhaka, you can see it becoming close to the Parliament, on Minto Road and furthermore at Hare Road. Brilliant blossoms of konokchura crest through lavish dark green clears out. The twist regularly shakes up the quietness of these blossoms, spreading the vivid petals onto the ground, and could make your heart sing "kushum choroneo chinho diye jao." It is additionally called the 'Yellow Flame Tree of the Holdey Shikha Brikkho'. The name konokchura name was given by Prof Dwijen Sharma.
Konokchura is not local to Bangladesh, and has landed here from Sri Lanka, and Southeast Asia. The product of the tree is additionally extremely delightful. All of a sudden you will see the entire tree burdened with copper shaded organic product. The gentle fragrance of the blossoms and the splendid hues are a steady fascination for the butterflies and bumble bees.
A shade much brighter than the konokchura's yellow, is the shornalu, spreading cheer all over Dhaka. It is otherwise called the shonalu and bador-lathi. The name is a decent impression of its gold-dribbled tint. The blooms pack together like grapes, and hang so overwhelming on the trees that even leaves end up noticeably imperceptible. It is hard to turn your look from such magnificence. I frequently gaze at these in a transfixed way while out strolling. I am certain that the majority of us stuck in this solid wilderness of a city locate some appreciated break and happiness by taking a gander at these beautiful blossoms.
Maybe its magnificence is the thing that made it the National Flower of Thailand, and the State Flower of Kerala. Furthermore, not just that, the shornalu is likewise a therapeutic tree, and is notable accordingly in numerous Asian nations, wherever it is found. Among such a large number of brilliant blooms, the lilac jarul, or Jacaranda Mimosifolia, conveys a tender touch to the lives of urbanites in Dhaka. Maybe some bloom master or botanist can expound this magnificence of South America came to Bengal, however come it did in its sensitive excellence. The street adjacent to Bangla Academy, and the zone around it in Dhaka University, is the place you can see this magnificence in its wonder. There are likewise different measured trees of this blossom in different territories of the city.
Pretoria in South Africa is notable as the city of the Jacaranda, since when season, this bloom paints the entire city lilac. China has an even fluctuated utilization of the blossom. Clearly, the Chinese don't simply stop at taking a gander at something excellent, so they utilize the blossom to color material. In Australia, Christmas lands in summer, so they have an expression—"When the sprout of the Jacaranda tree is here, Christmas is here." It is an appreciated sight to the general population weighted under the serious warmth of the sun in summer, and thus the blossom is seen in for the most part warm nations.
On the off chance that we could plant a greater amount of these bloom trees in our cherished city of jumbled heaps of blocks, they could be wellspring of happiness to the occupants, even in the midst of the considerable number of agonies that life brings. Additionally, they would be wellspring of tremendously required shade to people on foot. What's more, flying creatures, butterflies and honey bees will likewise have more places to flourish. Let us not overlook individuals and nature have lives completely weaved.
By Shahana Huda
Deciphered by Sania Aiman
Photograph: Shahrear Kabir Heemel
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