Gulmohurs

Bright gulmohurs

add hues to a drab city.

Spring’s harbinger.

Copyright @ Goutam Dutta

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Author: gdutta17

Born in the year 1968, my childhood was spent amidst the beautiful scenic landscape of a small town in India, Ranchi. Though an engineer by qualification, reading, writing and cooking are my passions. Another thing that I am passionate about is my country, India. As they say, a lifetime is probably not enough to explore the whole of India. Currently based in Kolkata, I can be reached at gdutta17@gmail.com.

11 thoughts on “Gulmohurs”

    1. Yes….they are the same. Probably “gulmohars” is the right spelling….I may have made a mistake. Will check this and correct later. Thank you so much for letting me know. How are you doing? ๐Ÿ˜Š

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      1. I’m okay, thanks for asking…I’m considering doing the Nat’l Novel Writing Month challenge again this year, it’s in November–and I could use it to complete and edit the novel I wrote last year. It’s kind of grueling, nothing else gets done when you need to meet a daily word count in order to make the ultimate goal of 50,000 words by Nov 30. So, we shall see ๐Ÿ™‚

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      2. Wow! That’s quite a challenge! Almost 3000+ words per day is quite a task. You deserve kudos to even think of taking up this challenge….I don’t think I can even think about doing it. Where is your novel available….on Amazon online?

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      3. Oh no, my manuscript isn’t completed–no vision of publishing yet ๐Ÿ™‚ I didn’t think I could do the challenge last year–it wasn’t till the very last day of Oct that a few bloggers told me, “go for it!” And I thought, “what’s the worst that could happen?” I gained a lot from the experience: the story wrote itself each day, I met the 50,000 words early–but the story waits to be finished ๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. Nothing can match the beauty of a countryside. What the city planners do is an attempt to recreate the beauty of a country; in developing and populous country like India, the task becomes even more difficult due to a growing population and poor infrastructure in the villages and smaller towns. As regards the gulmohur, it has flowers in bright hues of red, yellow and purple and are a treat to watch when in bloom. Thanks so much. ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ™

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    1. I should have included a picture of the flower with the post. Yes…they are very bright and just looking at them makes one feel good.
      Am so happy that you enjoyed reading my write. Thank you so much.

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