For me my love for nature started when I was 7 years old, I my love for nature wasn’t truly for nature I was a freak head at that time I only loved animals, and in my village there were buffaloes and goats I often fed them leaves which I found them on ground. I only visit my village in vacations so every time I come to village I found new goats , when I ask them where are why relatives where are the old ones they never told me, because they were sold for meat. Gradually when I grow older I accepted the fact, in despair of course.
When I was 10 years old I watched the pigeons feeding on my terrace, by that time I wasted my whole afternoon on terrace and when I come from terrace my mother welcomed me with same statement" what do you do on the terrace, in the summer?" , It sound more fun in Hindi.
Slowly I started watering plants on my terrace then my terrace become greener and greener, I started planting more and more plants.
And in lockdown I observed the metamorphosis which amazed ,me a lot and here I am now.
I wonder what’s your story what makes you curious and love nature.