My grandmother’s garden

Endless summers were spent strolling through what seemed like vast fields filled with hand-sown vegetable patches, innumerable fruit-laden trees and lovingly tended flowers. This was my world of seasonal natural wonders, which Nani (my maternal grandmother) cherished and devoted much of her time to.

The warmer months saw trees heavy with luscious indigenous Sindhri mangos, caramel-flavoured chickoos (a tropical fruit also known as sapodilla), sweet and sour falsa berries and mouth-drying jamuns (sweet, tangy local berries). This sun-drenched feast was followed by sharifa (custard apples), guavas and pomegranate in the cooler months.