My Newest Pal

Hey friends, say hello to my newest friend. It is one of the best gifts I have ever received. It is a Gulmohar plant planted on my behalf on World Environment Day by a dear friend of mine. I named the Gulmohar plant after my nick name Chinky. ๐Ÿ™‚

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Isn’t she so adorable ? I hope one day she grows up to be a lovely shady tree spreading around a lot of warmth and love. I have a special fondness towards plants and I believe there is so much to learn from them. They give so selflessly without expecting anything in return. They take in the carbon dioxide and breathe out fresh air. They take away our worries and irks and greet us with shelter and shade when life is shining too bright at us. One of my ideas of a Dream house is that it should be having a huge garden where I can plant my favorite flowers and trees and spend some time every morning talking to them (Oh yes, they do listen and they do respond. I have read online about green thumbing.).

Seeing Chinky, I am transported back to my Radiant Reader (the standard textbook for English language used across all Convent schools) Days. Have you ever come across Radiant Reader or have studied from it? If yes, I am sure that even years later; its stories would still linger in some corner of your heart.

Some of my personal favorite stories/poems from it are :

1) Late Kate : I am late so often that I remember that story every time I am running late ๐Ÿ˜‰

2) The Boy &ย the Apple Tree : Meeting Chinky, I want to share this story with you ๐Ÿ™‚

3) Pearl Earrings : A story of a boy who grows up and gifts his mother pearl earrings. In spite of her mother losing her vision, when her son gifts her the pearls, she says that she knows how beautiful she’d be looking wearing them. The story describes a beautiful Mother – son relationship.

4) What is this life if full of Care : A poem I simply love so much. My site description is also inspired from it.

5) The Road Less Taken : A lovely poem by Robert Frost, which talks about taking the road less travelled and following one’s dreams

Today I want to share with you the story of a boy and an apple tree. I wish the story touches your heart as much it did mine. Every time I read this story, I wish for a friend and soul mate like this selfless tree. And I wish I could be a shady shelter to someone, ALWAYS.

Here goes the story :

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Very long ago, there lived a huge apple tree offering tasty apples to the people. A little boy became close friend to the apple tree. The boy used to play with the tree, climb the branches, sleep under the shadow, pluck apples, etc. Every day he visited the tree, and ate apples. The apple tree was so kind to the boy and enjoyed spending time with the little boy.

The boy joined school and could not spend any time with the apple tree. After several months the boy came to the apple tree. The tree was so happy to see the boy and asked him to play with it. The boy said that he was not a little one to play with the trees. But he had another request to the tree. The tree asked what he wanted. The boy said that he needed toys to play, but his parents did not have sufficient money to buy toys for him. The tree replied, โ€˜Dear boy, I do not have any money to buy toys for you, but you can pick the apples, sell them, get money and buy the toys you need.โ€™ The apple tree was eagerly waiting to see the boy return. The boy went happily after plucking apples, but never returned for several years. The tree was so sad and it did not produce any apples thereafter. After almost 10 years, the boy returned to the apple tree as a youngster. The apple tree immediately recognized the boy and was happy to see him. The tree asked him to play again. The boy said, โ€˜Iโ€™m sorry I donโ€™t have time to play with you as I have to work. We are building new home and need some wood for it. Can you please help me? The apple tree replied, โ€˜Oh my dear boy, please cut my branches and get the needed quantity of wood, as much as you want.โ€™ The boy started to cut the branches of the tree and left the place. After several years, the boy returned as a middle aged man to the tree. The tree, which was waiting for years to see the boy, was quite delighted. The apple tree asked, โ€˜Can you play with me now?โ€™ The boy, who is now an aged man replied, โ€˜Iโ€™m old now and I want to relax myself from heavy work. I need a boat to sail to various places. Can you help me?โ€™ The apple tree replied, โ€˜Oh my dear boy, I donโ€™t have a boat for you, but you can cut my trunk and make a boat.โ€™ The man cut the trunk of the tree and made the boat. He happily sailed to various places but never returned to the tree again, which now has only the roots! After two decades, the boy returned to the tree as an old man. The tree recognized him and told, โ€˜Oh my dear boy, now I have nothing to give to you!โ€™ The old man said, โ€˜I just need rest, just give me a placeโ€™ The apple tree, โ€˜Come on my dear, take rest in my roots! Good old roots are the best place to have peace and rest!โ€™ The man smiled with tears!

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This is a life story of every individual. When we are young, we need the support of the parents. As we grow old, we ignore them and never care for them, but seek help from parents only when we need any help! Finally, when we become parents and aged, we understand how great the parents are!ย 

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78 thoughts on “My Newest Pal

  1. The Road Less Taken is one of my favorites, too. ๐Ÿ™‚ Thanks for sharing this story… Definitely calls for some introspection, because neglect begins with small things and ends up growing bigger than you’d have ever imagined – somewhat like the boy and the apple tree.

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  2. Trees are really best friends of humans…but humans r used to the tree selfish way into the life..so, my small request to all of don’t cut the trees & more & more plant the trees …Himali, u r post is better for understanding the humans…it’s really to good…

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