Tuesday, August 16, 2011


Our tireless gardener fascinated my parents more than he did to me at first. Then I noticed his everyday blue shirt and a cap with an oversized shade and the black plastic sandals to add to these. The wrinkles on his face and creases of his shirt hardly matched the sturdiness of his hands though....Our fondly called 'Malimama' was not a bad start for a life study and that to a difficult one  and I thought of giving it a go.

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