… A dream encounter with one loveliest Deodar standing among hundreds of other lovely Deodars.
Beautiful write up and maybe the best way by words to imagine and feel how Nature speaks to us.
Last night I slept with a wish in my heart and my tired eyes.
A wish that breathed itself to reality within my dreams.
I was a tree of Deodar.
I had grown for centuries at the edge of a hill. Until you one day started to go to school that nestled on a hill in front of me. And from the path that lead upto your school, you had a glimpse of this edge where I stood. You had a horizon whenever you chose to look up and that horizon was dotted by my presence. Some days the Sun lit the fresh dew melting on my neck, some days I carried the weight of your snow burdened nights on my arms.
Sitting forlorn on an old bench in your school playground on some mornings, I was soaked in your glances as you looked up from a book that you…
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