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A Talking Tree


Will there be a human in this world? What does it mean to be a human in this humanized world? I am lonely. Yes... lonely in this crowded world. Surrounded by a sea of lives, still I feel I am living in a dead world. Why I am feeling like this? What is the reason for this dryness in thoughts?

I am a mango tree planted years ago by a very gentleman. When I was small, he took care of me every day. There was not a day he did not come to me. He used to speak to me as well. He used to tell me all his sorrows, happiness. Not only that, he used to ask me the solutions for queries which he used to have in his life. I used to answer by moving my branches in a particular way. I don’t know how, but he used to understand what I wanted to tell him. There was a miraculous bonding between us.

 He used to come with care when there would be a storm or heavy rain to see if I had any injury. If I got a branch broken due to heavy rain and storm, he used to hug me tightly in his arms.

He used to bring his family and children to me. They used to eat my sweet fruits. Even I used to be happy to give them fruits. He used to distribute my fruits in his town, free of cost.

It was going on and on till one day he died in front of me. I became sad from that day. For some days, his children used to come to me. But they were not interested in taking care of me. They were just interested in fruits to sell-off. I was now part of their business. Now nobody used to care for me.

I got fewer fruits year on year. But nobody cared. His children also died. Now his grandchildren started looking after me. They played many tricks to improve my productivity. But there was no improvement.

So they stopped coming to me at all. I was lonely waiting for somebody to come to talk to me. 

 I tried to tell them, "I am a tree. I am alive. I have emotions as well." 

But the king of emotions, human, forgot me. They become selfish.     

Today, one of his grandchildren bought a carpenter to kill me. He planned to cut me and sell my wooden body to him.

When I heard this, I cried a lot. I was shouting and telling him, "Hey, don't do this to me. I still can live long. I still can help you and give you sweet fruits if you care a little for me. Please don’t kill me."

But I think with years, human has become deaf as well. They could not able to hear me or understand me.

I kept on crying with fear in mind that any time I would get killed.

Human has forgotten humanity. Then I am just a tree.



 

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