Right after the breakfast, I and my mother took a time to crash the hard cover of walnut. I think no one will disagree the good taste of walnut. As and when we were enjoying the yummy taste of walnut, she started sharing her memory of long time ago where collecting of walnut was fashion.
" we won't sleep whole night when there is some kind of gusty wind and it used to be our favorite weather during walnut season. unlike today we used to have lot of walnut tree around our village. Gonpa, Luechen, Ruzhingpokpa and Bratho near to Rabokmay used to be our favorite place. But today, we hardly find the tree and people who is interested in collecting nut. It is time to reflect ourselves toady that, we lost both tree and the culture", mother shared me.
As far as I remember, i have seen mother and youngest Azha leaving home as early as 3am towards the walnut tree. I still remember them taking pine for lighting. They won't light the pine as soon as they leave in the fear of waking other neighbors instead they will walk in dark and they would enjoy peace collection without having compete among other collectors. I heard them being late at collection and would return home empty hand several times.
Thinking about those old time makes me smile and i think it is everyone of us who should be responsible for losing walnut tree and the fun.