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The Value Of A Petal

We are in the middle of an environmental emergency, and the infrastructure of nature should be built into all our planning.

Flowers on a Gulmohar tree. (Photograph: Neha Sinha)
Flowers on a Gulmohar tree. (Photograph: Neha Sinha)

Four clean, fiery-orange petals. And one petal in neat rebellion – not a solid orange, but yellow streaked with red morse-code-like rows of dots and dashes. This is the Gulmohar flower, Delonix regia, a tree from Madagascar that is now naturalised in India. The dotted and dashed petal is the Rani (queen) petal. That’s the one we would pop into our mouths as kids when the tree blossomed in May. Children instinctively seemed to know that the tangy flower is edible – and standing below the Gulmohar was enough to get the snack, which felt better than it tasted. Fallen flowers decorated the ground like crayon shavings, they were beautiful and slightly forbidden, outside one’s daily diet. Groups of children out to play also knew that if you gently press the buds of a crepe myrtle flower (Lagerstroemia indica, an Indian native tree which is also flowering now), the bloom would emerge like a time-lapse video of a flower opening, something one may not have seen in real life.

The Gulmohar tree in full bloom. (Photograph: Neha Sinha)
The Gulmohar tree in full bloom. (Photograph: Neha Sinha)

Ecological Grief

Childhoods touched by nature assume great importance today, because worldwide, adults find that ecological landscapes they know have disappeared. This is true for disparate groups of people. Aboriginal people in Australia are depressed, faced by climate change and separation from their traditional lands.

So are the people in Indian cities who no longer see House Sparrows in their windows nor earthworms in their soil.
A Hoopoe bird on an Amaltas (Laburnum) tree. (Photograph: Neha Sinha)
A Hoopoe bird on an Amaltas (Laburnum) tree. (Photograph: Neha Sinha)

Some scholars have called this phenomenon ‘ecological grief’. This is not just the sense of having lost a way of life, but also a feeling that way will not return. A recent United Nations backed report, compiled by the Intergovernmental Science-Policy Platform on Biodiversity and Ecosystem Services, has put a number to the loss – 75 percent of land area is altered, 66 percent of the vast ocean is facing human-led impacts, and 85 percent of wetland areas are gone.

The report, which studied more than 15,000 sources worldwide, clarifies two things immediately. First, it is not just forests and wetlands far from me and you that are changing. These are places we know; places over which cities have been built on; places like Mumbai’s mangroves which the city (or bullet trains) intend to build over. Official parley doesn’t call it cutting of trees: instead, more procedural, impersonal terms such as ‘forest diversion’ or ‘tree removal’ are used.

A Rose-ringed Parakeet sits on the branch of a  Neem tree. (Photograph: Neha Sinha) 
A Rose-ringed Parakeet sits on the branch of a Neem tree. (Photograph: Neha Sinha) 

However, environmental grief mingles beautifully with nostalgia. All too often we romanticise losses. Colony trees twisting near our gates are gone because the old-fashioned house had to come down, parks became parking lots, local wetland was built over because concretisation seemed more efficient. Thus, the loss becomes justifiable, another hard fact of hard lives. But this leads to the second point the IPBES report stresses on. The loss of nature is a direct loss to our habitation and lives. Services such as soil quality, crop pollination, buffers against natural hazard (trees that hold soil in the onslaught of storms, for instance) and filtration of water and air are being lost. The problem is that these knowledge-systems lose perspective when faced by the idea of progress.

A Laburnum (Amaltas) tree in bloom. (Photograph: Neha Sinha)
A Laburnum (Amaltas) tree in bloom. (Photograph: Neha Sinha)

Natural Shields To Heat

The nation needs to progress, and so we need roads, cities and bullet trains. Or so we are told by officials not capable of thinking beyond boxes of construction. Our international commitments state we will achieve sustainable development. Clearly, we will be regressing, not progressing, if we don’t safeguard the environment. Yet, any form of intersectionality in our planning is sorely missing, as most answers to problems are seen as falling in the realm of technology. A recent example is the government’s new National Cooling Plan. The plan acknowledges that cooling is a developmental need. This is a welcome step. In this hot country, finding ways (and means) to be cool often depicts how well you are doing; inversely it can show how much you may suffer in a lifetime. Yet the plan restricts itself to the ambit of technological solutions like retrofitting buildings or making better air conditioners. While this is important, it also misses a larger point.

We are in the middle of an environmental emergency, and the infrastructure of nature should be built into all our planning.

Community cooling facilities should have rings of trees. Trees lower tarmac temperature by five to 10 degrees. Trees are indispensable in town and highway planning and in building heat action or cooling plans. Cities need to be planned with feasibility studies that analyse the cost of losing trees and open spaces.

Pigeons sit on a building rooftop, adjacent to a Gulmohar tree. (Photograph: Neha Sinha)
Pigeons sit on a building rooftop, adjacent to a Gulmohar tree. (Photograph: Neha Sinha)

Despite everything, from our wild spaces, good news continues to trickle in. Three new snake species have been found in India. One is a venomous viper, Trimeresurus arunachalensis, that looks just like fallen leaves from Arunachal Pradesh. The other is an impossibly slender snake with a head like a leaf—the Ahaetulla laudankia, a vine snake from Odisha. And yet another snake, Smithophis atemporalis, a striped serpent that likes water, has been found in Mizoram.

Back To The Gulmohar

A young peacock framed against a Gulmohar tree. (Photograph: Neha Sinha) 
A young peacock framed against a Gulmohar tree. (Photograph: Neha Sinha) 

Blossoming once a year in summer, the Gulmohar is currently all over social media, adding excitement to the searing air, and creating paintings out of cityscapes. There may be some who may never know the Gulmohar’s Rani petal, because there is always a tree-cutting plan afoot near us, justified in the choicest words. Perhaps some may be better off without knowing the value of this petal, its sour taste, the long wait for it, its neat buds. After all, who wants more grief in their lives? But not looking at Nature—or more accurately, being denied the chance to look at it—means she will never care for a vine snake, nor mourn its loss.

And while nature undeniably looks good on postcards or in obituaries, the real thing—like actually living life instead of escaping into virtual reality—is always better.

Neha Sinha is with the Bombay Natural History Society. Views expressed are personal.

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