At times, there are so many events happening in town at the same time that it becomes difficult to decide which one to attend. I was faced with that dilemma in January with the Lal Bagh Flower Show and the Avarekai Mela happening during the same time frame. Attending the events during weekends was not a good idea because the two places have been known to attract huge crowds and photographing flowers and foods would be impossible. So I was left with only one option that of taking leave, crazy as it might sound.
I chose to take off one Friday (Jan 22) in spite of the weatherman’s predictions that there may be showers. As Lal Bagh and Sajjan Rao circle (the venue of the Avarekai Mela) are close by I decided to go to the two events on the same day. Also, I had to hurry up because the two events were drawing to a close in a couple of days.
It must have been half past ten in the morning when I reached Lal Bagh. Although it was a working day, there were lots of visitors.The motley crowds consisted of holiday makers like me, college students, groups of friends, kindergarten school-children, senior citizens and many men and women who were wheel-chair bound. The love for the flowers had a bee-like effect on so many.
On entering the Glass House I realised that this show was so unlike the earlier ones. A major change and a good one indeed was that tiny flower pots were the main elements of decoration; there were hardly any cut flowers. And the focus was more on the special attractions than on flower displays. Also the barricades were placed quite a distance from the flowers making it difficult to take pictures with a 55mm lens.
This edition of what I would call an avant-garde flower show was dedicated to the great horticulturist GH Krumbiegel this year being his 150th birth anniversary. A huge bust of Krumbeigel at the entrance of the show with the entire expanse of flowers and greenery behind it was a fitting tribute to the great soul whose green initiative had given rise to a green revolution in the city. It was his idea to plant flowering trees along the city’s roads. Different species were planted on different roads and lanes to ensure that at any given time there were blooms in some part of the city. Unfortunately, much of his legacy has been destroyed with the advent of large-scale industrialization.
A replica of Krumbiegel’s house in Dresden, Germany done in green and vivid hues caught visitor’s eyes as they entered the
Glass House. I simply loved the pots painted in baby pink that bordered the display.
This large black face seemed intriguing.
There were lots of novel displays on the outside of the Glass House like this man on the boat.
The flower cart looked pretty …
… and all over there were plenty of flower beds dotting the lush green lawns.
The tilting flower basket was hard to miss.
There were lots of stalls selling anything from plants to seeds to masks, bags, gardening implements pots and what not.
The Tabebuia impetiginosa trees were in full bloom everywhere and were an added attraction to the flower show. No one would have been more delighted to see the purple beauties than GH Krumbiegel himself.
I had spent close to three and a half hours at Lal Bagh. It was close to 2pm and I was hungry. As decided earlier, I headed off to the Avarekai Mela to pig in on the choicest grub.