27/07/2026
Nature keeps its promises if we can wait🫶
After four years of longing, the Pitta arrived like a small miracle among dripping ferns. Grateful for the rain that brought it, for the silence that invited it, and for the stillness that held me.
Year 1: a distant call😒
Year 2: a blurred shadow😔
Year 3: almost-there😕
Year 4: this 🥳— a jewel on the forest floor, an Indian Pitta posing between sunlit puddles. This monsoon wrote the final chapter📸
The Indian Pitta (Navrang/nine coloured bird of India) Under the canopy, a small miracle: vivid, shy, and impossibly present,a burst of teal, russet, and gold — is often heard before it’s see🎀