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The Root
looked up and said, ‘We are going to have a child’
Sparks of
happiness flew by, as the Trunk smiled
His heart
was filled with joy, but his mind bore thoughts dour
The Trunk prayed
in silence, ‘Good heavens, let it be a leaf; not a flower’
For, the
leaves give us food and stay with us forever
The flowers
on the other hand, have their own endeavor
They are
fragile and often fall prey to the game of fate
They end up
either in a temple or decorating a woman’s plait
One fine
day, a greedy merchant decided to have the big tree cut
He hired a
Lumberjack, hoping the logs would fetch him riches in glut
As the Lumberjack
sharpened his axe, the Trunk was terrified by the blare
The
merchant, on the other hand, was mesmerized by a flower, rarest of the rare
The
merchant took the flower and placed it in his little princess’s hand
His princess’s
laughter gave him more happiness than he had ever planned
He had
decided that the tree shall live so long as it had flowers to supply
Since its
flowers gave him something that no money could buy
Later that
day, Lumberjack’s wife smiled, ‘We are going to have a baby’
Lumberjack gleamed,
‘This is the happiest day of my life, maybe’
That night,
a dark thought corrupted his mind and took his happiness for a swirl
Next day he
prayed in silence, ‘Good heavens, let it be a boy; not a girl’
An
art, by
Shashank
Shashank
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