Once upon a time , among the tall egoistic trees , there stood an erect tamaric
For trees days were always majestic and nights gorgeous
But for alone tamaric it was never more than oyster days and gray nights
For from the first ray of hope to the last bliss of moon,
each day was a struggle against nature(for wind , sun,rain), humiliation and mockery
while each night a stroke of embarrassment and self-pity.
And so one day after years of outside shelling remarks and inner helplessness , the tamaric secluded
Then one ugly day the nature’s fury spath hell out on the forest .
The egoistic trees sunk down to the very womb whence they once began as tamaric.
The first ray shone brighter than never before for the tamaric
Filled with joy the tamaric released catecholamines after a what seemed like a millenia
But to his surprise there was no warmth
The tamaric looked across wondering what went wrong
Only to find his fellow yellow pale leaves crying in agony and helplessness
Neither death took him in her peaceful and worryfree arms nor life could give tamaric the bliss of livliness
- Never let Ego overeach its limit no matter how far and high you go in life . Remember you too started as a lowly
- No matter how different you are remember you being different means you have something advantageous than others. Never let others’ decisions decide your path and govern your life .