Returning to Turahalli – Two Thousand Seeds, A Promise of Green
August 5, 2025
Turahalli Tree Park, Bengaluru
August 5, 2025
Turahalli Tree Park, Bengaluru
When the Forest Heard Our Call
On the morning of 5th August, Turahalli Tree Park felt quieter than usual. The city moved in its hurried rhythm, but here, the silence was different—it was expectant. Into this silence, members of Kalpaka Foundation and volunteers stepped with something simple in their hands: seed balls, small spheres of clay and seeds that could one day become towering trees.
This was our third plantation drive of the year, and yet each one feels like the first—because every seed ball planted is a fresh beginning.
Two Thousand Seeds, Two Thousand Tomorrows
Some volunteers paused to press them into the ground with both hands, almost like a prayer. Others scattered them across open patches, trusting the rain and soil to do their work. What united them all was the sense that these weren’t just seeds—they were messages left for the future.
When Strangers Became Forest Builders
Among the participants were six volunteers from Arissa. They were not regular conservationists, but their energy proved that anyone can step into nature’s story and become part of it.
Laughter, conversations, and teamwork turned the morning into something bigger than an event. It became a reminder that restoration is not an expert’s task—it’s a human responsibility.
When communities, corporations, and everyday citizens come together, a simple act like scattering a seed ball becomes a movement.
Guided by the Forest’s Keeper
Leading the effort was Forest Officer Mr. Manjunath. More than a government presence, he was a guardian of the forest, pointing out where the seed balls should be scattered and reminding everyone of the patience nature demands.
His words carried weight:
“A tree does not grow in a day. But if we keep returning, if we keep believing, the forest will return the kindness.”
For the volunteers, his encouragement was a gift—turning a one-day drive into the beginning of a long relationship with Turahalli.
Mud-Stained Hands, Heart-Filled Souls
By the end of the drive, shoes were muddy, palms were stained, and hearts were lighter. Every participant carried something invisible back with them—a sense of having touched the earth in a way that mattered.
Some would go back to busy offices, others to crowded homes, but all of them would remember the simple act of letting a seed ball fall into the soil. Because in that moment, they had chosen hope over hesitation.
Gratitude Written in Green
This plantation drive was not an ending—it was a chapter in an unfolding story. With three such drives already this year, Kalpaka Foundation is building more than green cover—we are building a culture where conservation is shared, celebrated, and sustained.
We imagine a future where children walk in Turahalli Tree Park and rest beneath the shade of trees that began as one of these seed balls. They may never know who planted them. But they will breathe easier, live healthier, and inherit a greener Bengaluru.
And in that silence, the forest will have answered.
From a Single Day to Generations of Green
This plantation drive was not an ending—it was a chapter in an unfolding story. With three such drives already this year, Kalpaka Foundation is building more than green cover—we are building a culture where conservation is shared, celebrated, and sustained.
We imagine a future where children walk in Turahalli Tree Park and rest beneath the shade of trees that began as one of these seed balls. They may never know who planted them. But they will breathe easier, live healthier, and inherit a greener Bengaluru.
And in that silence, the forest will have answered.
Closing Note: Hope Hidden in Soil
As the volunteers left, the seed balls lay unseen under leaves and soil. The forest did not look different that morning. But hidden within were 2,000 quiet beginnings.
At Kalpaka Foundation, we believe conservation is not about grand gestures, but about small acts done consistently. One seed ball at a time. One patch of land at a time. One community at a time.
On 5th August, hope was planted. And someday, when the rain falls and the sun rises, that hope will take root and stand tall as forests do—quiet, strong, and generous.