Friday, July 9, 2010
Life,s Puzzle
The garden was filled with many people of different kinds. Some were old while some were kids. In the midst rose a fountain which gave a cold breeze to the people in the garden. A 9 year old girl noticed a group of college guys having fun. They were laughing at things that the girl couldn’t understand. She looked at them and felt that her own world was not the one she liked. Regular home works crept into her dreams and killed her sleep sometimes. “I wanna be happy like them and it can happen only when i am a grown up” saying she took her way. Among the group of the guys that were having fun was a guy who was interested in a queer looking man seated in front of their bench. The man looked satisfied and self content. His face shone with a dazzling light that only people who had achieved greatness have. The boy looked at the man and then within him. ” I am wasting my time chit chatting with my friends for no reason, may be i should do something that will make me a well known person in the society” With this thought the boy’s heart became heavy and he again joined with his friends in some talks. The old man who was satisfied till now looked at the happy smiles and laughters of those young bloods. Everything was there waiting for him. All he wanted was to blink and the thing was before him. His money gave him everything but not his childhood. He gave up everything in making money but his heart was not satisfied although his body was. “Life is a puzzle” thought the old man and gazed at those people laughing and smiling.
Love Never Dies
It was winter and the oak tree which stood mighty as a king was shedding its leaves. The branches knew it was part of its cycle but couldn’t stop crying, for it was it’s love, it’s hope which kept it alive all through the year. All the oak tree could say was good bye with a heavy heart. It stood strong and stout with some of its branches being bitten by the merciless cold wind .
Spring arrived and new leaves grew on the branches. Leaves glittered in the sun. They knew nothing of themselves. All they knew was to work and prepare food and the oak tree was pleased with them.
Then summer arrived. The leaves were rejoicing in the sun and the warm breeze. In the hot sun a fire broke out in the hearts of the leaves and the tree. Both knew what was it and waited for the other to disclose. The oak tree always took the chances. So he spoke,
“Dear leaves , you gave me life andi am indebted to you. There is a special place for all of you in my heart and my heart holds a message for you…….” and the tree stopped.
“Tell us oh mighty tree, we are honoured to serve you” said the leaves.
“I love you” said the tree.
“What?” the leaves said acting as if they hated the idea, but they couldn’t it keep any longer in their heart. So they said “We are honoured to be your love oh mighty one”.
And so they danced and danced in the summer sun making the sheperds wonder why the tree swayed so much. The leaves and the oak tree both shared stories of love and kisses. But time swam too fast. It was end of summer and the leaves were becoming old.
“What is happening to us oh mighty one?” asked the leaves.
The oak knew the answer but never allowed it through his lips.
Winter arrived. Every leaf, one by one, fell dead on the ground with a cry of love for the tree . The oak tree’s heart had felt the pain before and many times. He watched his dead love on the ground and pearls of tears broke. The cycles of seasons were sorry. The wind was sorry too but still blew harder. None cared for the heart which for 20 years was played with.
The oak tree was now fed up with loving new leaves with new hopes only to see them die.The tree decided to submit its life to death. He pondered over the thought for whole winter untill spring arrived. New leaves appeared. But the tree had enough. No more pain his heart could bear. He avoided them. But the leaves kept caring neither knowing the past nor caring for the future.The tree was not to give in. But his heart needed someone to soothe it’s pain.
A new heart thumped with music in it.
Then one day in the summer the oak tree said to the leaves “I love you.”
Spring arrived and new leaves grew on the branches. Leaves glittered in the sun. They knew nothing of themselves. All they knew was to work and prepare food and the oak tree was pleased with them.
Then summer arrived. The leaves were rejoicing in the sun and the warm breeze. In the hot sun a fire broke out in the hearts of the leaves and the tree. Both knew what was it and waited for the other to disclose. The oak tree always took the chances. So he spoke,
“Dear leaves , you gave me life andi am indebted to you. There is a special place for all of you in my heart and my heart holds a message for you…….” and the tree stopped.
“Tell us oh mighty tree, we are honoured to serve you” said the leaves.
“I love you” said the tree.
“What?” the leaves said acting as if they hated the idea, but they couldn’t it keep any longer in their heart. So they said “We are honoured to be your love oh mighty one”.
And so they danced and danced in the summer sun making the sheperds wonder why the tree swayed so much. The leaves and the oak tree both shared stories of love and kisses. But time swam too fast. It was end of summer and the leaves were becoming old.
“What is happening to us oh mighty one?” asked the leaves.
The oak knew the answer but never allowed it through his lips.
Winter arrived. Every leaf, one by one, fell dead on the ground with a cry of love for the tree . The oak tree’s heart had felt the pain before and many times. He watched his dead love on the ground and pearls of tears broke. The cycles of seasons were sorry. The wind was sorry too but still blew harder. None cared for the heart which for 20 years was played with.
The oak tree was now fed up with loving new leaves with new hopes only to see them die.The tree decided to submit its life to death. He pondered over the thought for whole winter untill spring arrived. New leaves appeared. But the tree had enough. No more pain his heart could bear. He avoided them. But the leaves kept caring neither knowing the past nor caring for the future.The tree was not to give in. But his heart needed someone to soothe it’s pain.
A new heart thumped with music in it.
Then one day in the summer the oak tree said to the leaves “I love you.”
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