He came into my life when I was 10 years old.
Back then I always role played the part of a very stringent teacher who beat him up with a broken twig for being my naughty, zero-digit IQ student. He always accepted my blows without a pinge of resistance.
Whenever sorrow pervaded my heart I ran to him to cry my heart out, narrating my tragic tales inbetween tearful gasps. He was a great listener.
When cousins came home, he became a part of our childhood games and pranks.
During my high school days, I used to sit beside him and mugged up bulky textbooks because his presence was quite soothing and comfy.
He always expressed his love by bringing home a basket full of guavas, both ripe, unripe and some pecked by birds or squirrels.
He grew up with me, caressed me with his gentle strokes and even feed me but I always took him for granted.
Years later, when I returned home after my postgraduation days, I had a pile of stories to narrate to him so I playfully strolled down my front yard to find him. But he was no longer there. I wanted to run to my parents and ask them what had happened but I knew whatever might be the reason,he won't be there anymore. I felt so lonely and heavy at heart. I fell down on my knees and longed for my guava tree.
Whom, I have never watered, yet grew tall for me.
Whom, I have never caressed, yet protected me from heat and rain.
Whom, I have never fed with any nutrients, yet had always bore me fruits.
Whom, I have never consoled when people tried to cut down its branches, yet was always there to soothe me with its gentle musical notes as the breeze swayed its leaves.
For the first time tears welled up in my eyes in the thought of him and it rolled down my cheeks and touched the soil. With a blurry eyes I saw a faintly sprouting sapling, the part of him that he had left behind for me. And in the tiny sprouting life I saw his unconditional love for me.
Emotions created a calamity inside my heart and that's when I promised to love this little creature just the way he loved me.
P.S: Love others when they are with you.
Love like the mother nature that always gives and never asks for.
Value life (both human and nature) even if they don't demand it from you.
Back then I always role played the part of a very stringent teacher who beat him up with a broken twig for being my naughty, zero-digit IQ student. He always accepted my blows without a pinge of resistance.
Whenever sorrow pervaded my heart I ran to him to cry my heart out, narrating my tragic tales inbetween tearful gasps. He was a great listener.
When cousins came home, he became a part of our childhood games and pranks.
During my high school days, I used to sit beside him and mugged up bulky textbooks because his presence was quite soothing and comfy.
He always expressed his love by bringing home a basket full of guavas, both ripe, unripe and some pecked by birds or squirrels.
He grew up with me, caressed me with his gentle strokes and even feed me but I always took him for granted.
Years later, when I returned home after my postgraduation days, I had a pile of stories to narrate to him so I playfully strolled down my front yard to find him. But he was no longer there. I wanted to run to my parents and ask them what had happened but I knew whatever might be the reason,he won't be there anymore. I felt so lonely and heavy at heart. I fell down on my knees and longed for my guava tree.
Whom, I have never watered, yet grew tall for me.
Whom, I have never caressed, yet protected me from heat and rain.
Whom, I have never fed with any nutrients, yet had always bore me fruits.
Whom, I have never consoled when people tried to cut down its branches, yet was always there to soothe me with its gentle musical notes as the breeze swayed its leaves.
For the first time tears welled up in my eyes in the thought of him and it rolled down my cheeks and touched the soil. With a blurry eyes I saw a faintly sprouting sapling, the part of him that he had left behind for me. And in the tiny sprouting life I saw his unconditional love for me.
Emotions created a calamity inside my heart and that's when I promised to love this little creature just the way he loved me.
P.S: Love others when they are with you.
Love like the mother nature that always gives and never asks for.
Value life (both human and nature) even if they don't demand it from you.
