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In my courtyard,
Lurks those ghosts of memories
Waiting to come alive.

Hibiscus was a part of our childhood. I don’t remember a single house in Kerala without this plant in their courtyard.

Hibiscus leaves were used as a shampoo and conditioner in Indian households. My sister and I loved this homemade shampoo. Those times we never used store-bought shampoos and conditioners on our hair.

Though we were supposed to use the grindstone to make the leaves into a pulp, my sister and I preferred the electric blender for its ease of use. Of course, our mom was not so thrilled when we used her beloved blender to make shampoo which wasn’t food and we were subjected to scoldings as an aftermath.

But it was worth it. Our shiny hair made it all worth it. 🙂

I clicked the above picture inside our apartment complex some days ago. The memories a simple plant triggers…


Joining Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday & 

Parul for #ThursdayTreeLove.


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