A story but nt like the chicken soup:)

part 1
A story .. but not like the chicken soup :)
A Tree, It has a very simple name that is well known and

easily can be recognize that at what topic a person is

pointing out.. That is a very simple but essential thing for

our life that is a tree:). well how small a 4 letter word its

seems to be but how important its seems to be as it gives us

life in other way and as can be directly said it gives us life

....n as a car need fuel to run.. As a computer need

electricity or battery to perform same as it gives us Oxygen

to live..:) with out it we can’t live for more than a few

second.. But how often we think of this before cutting it

severely?? Does we?? And should we?? well a tree not only

gives us wood to make shelter or any usable goods but it

protect cutting soil and prevent flood to come or rise in any

particular or in a wide range.... well a tree can be of

anything,,, it can be a mango tree or a banana tree or it can

be any other in thousands name and types of it,,,, even a tree

has thousand types that gives us a wide range of flowers..

fruits ...and even wood...but are we human being of many types

or does human being provide any thing to nature or to any

other species ,,except creating high level of pollution and

exploitation in domestic level or high level of terrorism...
God has made more than million of living animals, from a

micro virus to humongous creature..all has got changes since

they got existence in this world to adapt them selves in a new

circumtance..think God knew that human gonna make this world

hell:) ....as the nature starts getting change the living and

non living creature also getting change itself according to

the nature ... but human being got extreme change ,,and got

to learn culture and civilisation..but he effect of all this

culture and costume has got inverse to the world of peace

..and its result can be seen by eyes...
Well change the topic man… Let me give u my intro .. hmm my

name is Tree, I have branches, steams , leaves ,, but only one

root.. that is me ,, well am called a tree ,, don’t know who

has suggested this name .. Who gave me this name.. But NAAM

ME KYA RAKHHA HAI BHAII.. Any one can have any name like in my

nabour a blind man has a name NAYANSUKH.. And the poorest

Handicapped man having has the name SUKHWANT but he is far

away from all the SUKH..
Well I will tell you my story .. I assume you are expecting

a formal introduction first, first, being just another

ordinary tree it’s difficult for me to comprehend why anyone

would be interested in the story of my life. But I have heard

from a little girl who was playing on my roots that, “The key

of happiness is to share your emotions, comprehend your

thoughts and present your views in front of everyone”:) , I

can tell you it’s a great feeling to be on this Earth , in

touch of the great soil of this world (I don’t know in which

country I am but I do know I am on this Earth with all my

siblings and relatives and their tree friends, we don’t have

any border not even in feelings on in heart so our country is

the whole world ) . Even when children climb on my branches

and scare me by plucking my leaves, I love their innocence.

Did you believe that?
Let me tell you not so entertaining life story of mine,
It all began when I reached my teens , again pardon me for my

ignorance but I really do not remember my age , I might be 70

or 80 .. humm... I Don’t be amazed , I am good at mathematics

too , The free education classes in this tiny place(might be

village) held beneath my roots have made me the most educated

tree in entire neighborhood . So as u see, I am 70 or 80 years

old and still single, and that is what my problem is. Those

biology geeks proved long time back that we trees have life

embedded in us too, but they forgot to tell the world, we have

emotions. We want love, I know you must be very confused

having read all your life about vegetative and non vegetative

reproduction (Don’t be shocked again), School teaches biology

I am love deprived. I seek love of any form, I mean the way

you love your mother, the way you love your sister, or your

neighbor, any form would do.
I hope I explained myself to you, so that is my problem. The

solution to which is not known but the entire story is

something I would love to explain to you in detail. Without

knowing the entire cause of my problem, it would be very

difficult for you to solve it.. As I said I am Love deprived.

I have seen love, I have experienced love but now that it’s

gone I tend to seek it in everyone and everything around Me.,

before we get emotional let me tell you how it began. I

remember being visited by the most beautiful little bird.. I

loved the way she used to climb on the top of my branches and

sing for me. She would stay with and talk to me every day, it

was a beautiful period of my life , golden period as they

say, one day it rained very heavily , many trees were

uprooted . I am sorry to say I lost 3 of my tree friend too in

that heavy rain and storm, all I did was to make sure she was

safe inside her nest without any fear . my care for her would

be broken.
Three days that storm last and for three days I did not move

for a second,. She sang for hours, day or night, anytime I

wanted a song out of her, she made sure I heard it. She once

was sick with a flu, Don’t worry it wasn’t a bird flu so

when she was sick with flu I always made sure that she could

get the breeziest of air by letting off my branches, by

letting the wind brush against her face I made sure she got

better in no time. And then one fine day, she was gone, just

like that. I woke up one early morning after a night of carbon

dioxide release to realize she was gone. And poor me, as you

know I can’t even move. That was the day, I was stuck with my

roots firmly standing on the ground and couldn’t move to

search her. I waited with my eyes searching the skies for any

presence of her but she never existed, or maybe she never

cared ..
My problem is I am in love with her. My problem is after she

left I could never accept the fact that she was gone, gone for

no reason, gone without a mistake of mine.
It’s not that I never tried to move on, don’t mind, after a

few Hollywood movies I adapt this (as I watch TV through the

window near by me ). So I tried to move on, I let a nice

cuckoo set up her nest on my same branch, but I could never

give my cuckoo the protection she deserved, she wanted and

expected it from me, it’s not that I didn’t want to, but

everything I wanted to do for her reminded me of that little

bird., all the time, and being afraid of the fact that I was

going to hurt the cuckoo so I let her go. She could never

understand me, she cried till the last minute hoping me to

change my decision but I didn’t have the strength. I couldn’t

cheat with her. Now it’s been 6 years with my tender love

with the little bird and a year with that cuckoo, as you can

see it’s a complex situation. I don’t feel like letting a bird

build a nest in my home anymore, this year I drew a lot of

them away. They call me a snob as I have come to know.

I have begun to fear the emotion now,. I am emotionally

drenched  damn.., I want to live but I can’t , I want to give

and share my care but I can’t , I want someone special in my

life someone I can care for but I have no one because I never

know when they will run away or if I will drive them away. I

have become a recluse, I hardly talk to any bird, I don’t let

them sit on my branches and sing. I shake vigorously and scare

them away whenever a bird comes close of getting attached to

me, I am scared of attachments and I am scared of love.
I will never know the fault, where was I wrong I have no

clue., I know one thing for sure that I want to care and to be

cared but I am scared. I have in me a deep sense of

helplessness, because I know I want to do things,. But have

lost the faith and trust in myself.
So, that is my Problem..
The sound of The TV in the backside was annoying me now, and

all I wished right now is to ignore the claustrophobic sound.
Hey I have seen the little girl has planted a small little

delicate plant near by me .“We can be the best of friends.

After 5 months it started talking .ohh she is an Orphan. no

problem I am giving all the tender care that she needs in this

childhood days. We became very good friends in a very short

span of time, Very close and always trying to figure out all

the good and a part of the evil that’s with the world. She was

different, had a unique thought process, our actions that

affect us and the presence of any other individual in our

life, She believed that we tend to forget our inner strength

and get hurt or upset over things when the best thing we

ignore.
All of the sudden I heard a noises, cheers they were I

assumed and I opened my eyes. I was. I opened my eyes to happy

faces all around me; the eyes reflected the presence of a new

hope, a new soul in their life. In their eyes I saw glimpses

of expectations, expectations for me, and of their future with

me.that was the same little bird.. I was looking at the face

which was radiant, a face which reflected care,. I experienced

bliss, I had waited long enough to see the world but never had

I expected it to be as calm and pleasing as it was. My

thoughts were broken by a tear dropping on to my cheek… it

made me feel secure , I was lucky , lucky to be in a world

where everyone care for me . felt the strength, the strength

, a strength I knew would guide me all through my life , a

hand which will help me to differentiate right from wrong ,

good from evil ., bringing a sense of responsibility as she

became a mother of 2 kids , I knew she was happy just to hold

me .. ."The world was providential to have me with them , and

I knew I have so much time with me to talk , to connect , to

echo my words , to speak " I said to myself and smiled..