Winner of Publishing Next’s Printed Book of the Year Award and featuring on the Green Literature Festival Honour List.
I was not very botanically sound when I first came to Bangalore. Bombay does have trees, but Bangalore's canopies and dense vegetation is not as frequent in Bombay. Plus Bombay had me bustling a lot, with trauma up the neck, no respite in sight. So nature had no time allocated. But Bangalore made me a person I never thought I would be. I am more at home here than I ever was 32 years of my life. And hence, nature now seems like a personal cause. As personal as feminism. The vastness of it is beyond my grasp though. No matter the books I read, the names I remember, the seeds I plant, the cuttings I steal, the plants I grow, the insects I protect, the flowers I preserve.
I heard of Cities and Canopies first when Sunila tai recommended it, either in one of her posts, or in a comment on mine. The cover illustration struck a chord. It is gorgeous. I had to immediately buy it. It was lying on my shelf unattended for a long time until last week I decided to read the first chapter at least. And I have since read certain chapters multiple times, have marked and noted several passages, have listed down names of trees/fruits/barks/flowers/insects/animals to google, have jotted pointers on which trees and leaves and flowers can be used for art, have been absolutely awed at the depth of history some trees might have witnessed, and have marked the trees I would like to go check out & perhaps hug.
Extensively researched, lucidly written despite the enormity of the topic, this book offers essays on various trees found in India, their significance, medicinal uses, evolutionary aspects, pollination, history and their culinary uses. It has stunning illustrations and some chapters end with mouth-watering recipes. Some of the trees mentioned exhaustively are Banyan, Jamun, Palms, Firangipanis, Tamarind, Mangoes, Drumstick, Silk Cotton, Amaltas, Neem, Peepul, Eucalyptus. The essays also include the religious significance of trees, the evolution the trees have underwent as per the pest, soil, weather situations. There is a brief discussion on the communication between trees through pheromones and fungal networks including their communication with animals. The book also touches the subject of exotic, invasive and naturalized trees/plants and their individual understanding and pros and cons. It also offers a glimpse of the various kings, queens, politicians, invaders, writers who planted trees, built folklores around it, built entire festivals around the trees.
Also as is apparent there is a discussion on urbanization and the need for trees to sustain humanity in the long run, and a plea to people to start talking about it soon before we leave only dust for our children. In that the book offers a place to begin.
I personally have several chapters to re-read. There is just so much to remember in this world, sometimes I really wish I had an eidetic memory like Shelly Cooper. But Sarath says such memory will be death of people with trauma, which is a fair point. In a nutshell, you begin with this book and then go on to read more detailed pieces of each tree, do your own research, look around you with a renewed awe and hope that at least in your own small ways you leave world a slightly better place than you found.