Just thinking... when the mausam turns harsh, plants have their own clever *jugaad*. From what I heard on the radio science program, abscisic acid is like the alarm bell in a drought; it fits into PYR/PYL locks in the leaves, which then tells the guard cells to shut the stomata and save every precious drop. But on my balcony, my tomato leaves wilt long before any fancy signalling can save them—the city air is too hot and dry, like a *tandoor*. So, I trust my old trick: I water at sunset, *thoda-sa*, right at the roots, because sometimes the plant's *dil* needs a direct touch more than its pores need a lecture.
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