It was dark night .. cloudy and stormy….everywhere people were running to their houses.
There lived a boy. He was completely shedding his tears. He was very alone. No friend, nothing in his life
He had a garden full of flowers and other good plants but nothing was as helpful as one tree.
It was located in the middle of his house.
Whenever he feels down or cry, he comes and sits under tree shade.
Shed his tears and play with its branches.
Climb up and down but there was never a single word, the tree would say. He would always enjoy his company. The tree was very humble.
The tree was not very special but yeah it had a special constant specialty for that kid. The tree never denied any wish of a child.
It was full of fruits and branches were spread all around to wave and give shade and the trunk was strong for sitting under and taking rest.
The child loved to play with tree branches, hung up, eat fruit, sit under its shade, enjoy everything there.
The child grew elder, he became a big man.
His routine was getting changed.
Years were passing but the man had no time for the tree to visit. Sometimes, the tree was sad and he needed the child back but that elder child which had turned into a practical man had more important things to do.
Day by day, the tree was getting older.
The man got married and was living a happy life. He forgot he had a very nice friend who was behind in the old house. He got his kids…all time his job, his kids and family but no time for the tree.
Once the man got very worried. He had nobody to share his sorrow so he returned to the tree and sat there with great sadness.
The tree was overjoyed to see him but felt sad to see the man tensed.
Tree asked, “what was mater?”
The man replied, “It's nothing, just my son needs university fee. He wants to study at a huge university but I can’t afford his expenses.”
The man thought for a while, how he had spent all his income on kids, still, they are not satisfied.”
The tree thought for a second. Then, he smiled and asked him,” would you like taking my fruit and sell it in the market. The money you will get, I hope I might help you. That’s all I can do for you. As I can’t see you worried.”
The man was thinking, he never gave time to the tree, always denied even giving him time but now the same tree was there to help him. Firstly, he hesitated to take fruit but then he picked up all fruits and sold them.
Money was enough for bringing up his son's fee charges.
Days were passing, as time goes by…there would come many types of incidents which man couldn’t share with anyone else other than the tree itself.
The tree would enjoy that moment too…They sometimes laugh, sometimes get sad together.
So, the days were going on.
One day, again the man was upset, this time his wife got sick.
He again got worried. As he had no money left for his wife in a big hospital for her medicine and surgery.
He came to the tree by keeping his head down and sat there with his trunk sad.
Tree as usual smiled and asked, “What’s mater today?”
The man said, “ O my friend master, I have no money again.”
He continued, he was crying; he said;” this time it's a matter of my wife's life.”
She might die if we dint perform this surgery.”
The tree was worried too but again smiled at his friend.
The man was very confused and looked at the tree.
The man asked, “why it is so, why are you smiling?”
Tree asked him to cut branches and get money after selling.
The man looked at him worried and stunned at his reply. He was thinking of the kindness of the tree.
He strictly said no.
But then no other option he had.
He cut the branches, turned into nice wood pieces, and sold them.
The man got money. So, his wife was recovered.
Now tree had left only with the trunk.
Then, time passed by everybody in his family started getting busy and nobody had time for him. He started getting sad and old.
One day, it was a very difficult and lonely time. He needed love.
He came to the tree and the tree asked him to sit near him.
Even at that time, the only trees helped him to support him in loneliness.
The man got older. His kids started their own life. They dint bother If their father needed any shelter or love or money.
Son's wife asked to send the man to an old shelter house as she couldn’t carry the old man's expenses.
The man thought, “ what bad luck! I spent my whole life making my son's life. Now, he can’t have me at all.”
Anyways, Man refused to go to the shelter house and he went back to his childhood house.
At that time, only the tree trunk was there.
Tree dint smile at him, he just said take this trunk and my roots to build a small house for you to live nicely and calmly.
The man got very worried and cried and recalled his parents and everything he did.
Time was not there but bitter memories were. He dint do fair with his parents.
That’s what he got in the result.
The tree was actually his father which was no longer alive.
Jus his mercy and memories were.
Which he made at his difficult times.
He cut his main heritage to build a small house at end of old time.
He took roots to cover his roof.
The man was personified by the tree as shelter.
As a father gives shelter to his kids. Grow them up then kids forget their parents.
Trees branches are arms.
The trunk is his hearted savings and heritage and other kind deeds, he used to do for his family.
Roots are family background .relatives and friends which help at a bad time.
So, the man met with old friends.
Lived his remaining years peacefully by recalling the efforts of his parents.
But time could not return back.
He cried but no use.
That’s how man was saved but the tree no longer existed.
The tree was the father of the man.
His fruit was his income.
His leaves were his weather changing green and dried time marks.
Branches were his arms with his resources.
The trunk was his life where the child used to sit by putting his back to take rest, long-lasting saving, his roots were his heritage.
By selling roots, he finally got some medicine for his illness.
Moral::
“Be kind to parents…...in all stages of life”