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My Guardian Angel…!!!
It was there, when I opened my eyes for the first time…
It was there, when I started walking….
It was there with me all the time…but now, it’s no more…!!!
They are killing her….But she stood there silently with a innocent look and shivering leaves…as if she’s lost and she’s there in the wrong place.
The Banyan tree, she is about 100 years old and mom used to say that the tree is my guardian angel and I can share anything with her, and I did. I used to share every little memory of mine with her. I love her company, I used to sit in her cool shade and sing all those songs I wanted to sing. I used to write poems and read them for her, and she used to shower all her love on me, in the form of tickling breeze. And there used to be a tree-swing, my favorite place. All the time, I used to swing there…and I never imagined the swing and the tree will leave me alone.
I’m crying…I don’t want to lose her. I tried….I tried a lot. But, no one listened. “Banyan tree in a house, Is a bad omen.” this is what they said. Don't they know this all those years…why now?
Some astrologer suggested them to cut down the tree, and these people are doing the same. My dad tried to stop it, but uncle is never going to listen. He has such a great belief on a person who doesn't even care for a life, My Banyan trees life. when I said the same, my uncle shot me a dirty look, "Your tree lives?” he laughed. I wanted to shout….
She is living….Like me, like you and like every human on this universe. She’s takes in the same air we take and she stands on the same earth we live. She doesn't have a heart but she knows how to love…she’s a tree but she is living too..!! But I couldn’t, he’s the elder one in the family and I have to respect him. And seriously, I don’t want to. He’s is killing someone. He is a murderer…He is taking away my guardian angel, my friend and my childhood from me. All my memories are attached to her. And I seriously can’t imagine my life without her; no one can take her place.
“Ramu….Is it ready” He shouted.
“Yes sir, almost done” Ramu replied sharpening the axe.
Is she scared, looking at the sharpened axe…?
I don’t think so…she’s not scared, she’s SORRY…sorry for us, all these days she has been taking care of us, giving us a shade and a place to weep when the world is against, she was there all the time as a friend who never talks but always listens. Now that, she is leaving this world, NO….we are sending her away…she’s sorry for us…we are all alone now...with no shade and no self-less love..!!!
“Ok…let’s start” My uncle shouted again.
Ramu lifted the axe and in a second the axe is in her, piercing through the bulky trunk. How does it feel when someone is taking our life when we are all alive? How does it feel when someone is ripping us apart? I can feel her pain…and I can’t see this. I tried to stop them again, and my uncle held me so strong that I couldn’t move. I kept watching, and a white colored liquid is oozing out from her, like blood from our veins…!! Is she crying, are they tears….I don’t know…the only thing I know is….she’s dying.
In a minute, she on the ground..Her leaves are still green..But she’s no more..! My banyan tree is dead. My Guardian angel is no more..!!
Days passed..But her memories are still fresh…!!!
A few days later, my dad bought something for me….a sapling. And planted it right at the place where my banyan tree used to be. And this time, I’m not going to lose her…No one can take her away from me…no one..!!!
I did a mistake, letting them once to take her away from me…and now…I’ll not repeat the same…Coz…A tree has a right to live…like me and like you..!!!
A TREE HAS A LIFE TOO..!!!
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And then I found something running in my eyes…tears?
I opened my eyes…
Walked through the door…
And there it stood with smile….with dancing leaves….and life…!!!
The swing is still there….
I reached her…running…and I hugged her…the feel is amazing…after the terrific dream of seeing her dying…and now seeing her fine, I’m so very happy.
I sat on the swing…and once I reached the highest point….my heart shouted in joy….SHE’s ALIVE…!!!
And my uncle…came out…hearing my words…
“What happened…?” He asked..!!!
“Nothing…” I said, smiling….!! J
He looked at me as if I’ve gone nuts. But its fine….!!! I’m very happy…!!!
I got down the swing…and had a look at her….a very long one…She’s there…she is for real and she is alive...I reassured myself.
And then it started raining…the showers of love again..!! :)
My lips are curling now….smiling..!! J And I’ll never forget this one for the end of my life…trees do live…like me and like you..!
- Ms Anusha Akasam
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