A city born bred girl that I am - I jump at any opportunity to experience a different life. A life at a farm for a day.
Hubby's uncle owns a farm around 2.5hrs away from the city and we all decided to spend the festival of new year there. With full excitement the whole family left in 3 cars (That itself is a scene to watch for me) and reached there right on time for breakfast.
We were welcomed with water melon juice and after a yummy breakfast we all left to the 'Thota' or the farm. A 6 acre farm,it has a lot of mango trees, chikkoo trees, gooseberry,jack fruit and a lot of coconut trees.
The trees were full of fruits - the mango tree had almost bent with the weight of the fruits. We climbed trees to pull out the fruits, plucked flowers,drank litres of tender coconut and finally irrespective of the age - uncles and aunts included hogged on gooseberries.Along with all the fun we also got a lot of gyan on how 'drip irrigation' is done, learnt to differentiate between rosewood/teak wood and sandalwood. Learnt the govt rules that we can only grow these trees in our farm but that they belong to the Govt. Saw different types of birds and insects too!Finally we were shown how they use the machine to milk the cows and we saw a small calf (I guess around 2 weeks old) too.
After spending 2.5hrs at the farm we walked back to the house for yummy hot food had in the company of cousins on a banana leaf. We then relaxed and played cricket in that hot sun for an hour - yup - me included! We then had tea/coffee and with a heavy heart decided that we better start if we had to reach home by 9pm.
It was a day that is going to remain in my mind for a long time to come. The time spent with the family and an education in the farming. For someone like me who cannot differentiate the jack fruit tree from a goose berry tree - it truly was an experience! I'm just waiting to go back at the next opportunity...