The Tree And the Bird

Once upon a time ,

there was a small lone tree

on the bank of a small river.

Being an insignificant one ,

it attracted none.

A small bird lived on it.

Tree loved it.

Every morning lovingly watched it

fly across the sky.

and was back on to the tree

in the evening to rest.

Tree longed to talk to the bird,

to talk sweet things

to make the bird feel at home.

Sometime bird sang that delighted the tree.

It almost made it cry in joy.

Bird never knew tree had a heart.

-2-

Every morning even before sunrise

bird flew off

as all birds do.

Tree looked at it with joy,

and waited anxiously

for the evening to arrive

and when it did, tree felt so happy.

sometime the bird returned late.

it made tree grow apprehensive.

It kept gazing at the sky, revolving its eyes

all around,

and-when spotted the bird-at a distant sky

shooting straight towards it,

tree flew into ecstasy.

It fluttered its branches joyfully

to welcome the bird.

The bird never knew tree had a heart.

-3-

One evening-while tree waited

the bird returned along with

an another bird,

together they made a nest.

And the bird

laid some eggs,

sat over it

for longer period.

After some time

young little ones

popped out of eggs.

Tree loved to have them, and-

looked after them,

when mother and father bird

flew away to get food

for the young ones.

Tree joyfully watched

the young ones grow.

Loved to listen to their twittering.

flapping off little wings sensing

their parent's return.

As they grew

little older

wings grown stronger,

were taught to fly.

Soon they could fly

on their own.

One day,

they flew out

and did not return.

The couple as usual

did return to the tree,

sad and aloof,

missing the young ones.

Sat quiet through the night,

with no song to sing.

Tree didn't know

What to say

to comfort

the grieving birds.

It silently cried

for the birds,

in not being able

to share their grief.

The birds

never saw

welled up eyes of the tree,

to feel its heart.

-4-

One morning,

as usual,

both the birds flew away,

and as usual,

tree anxiously

waited for their return.

As the evening approached,

it kept rolling its eyes

back and forth,

revolving

in all direction,

looking for the couple

in the sky

only to see nothing.

It grew sad.

Yet, quite late,

it heard a flutter of wings,

stretching its eyes

in the dark,

it felt the bird's return,

but all alone.

And as it sat

where it always did

it felt sad,

and the tree

could hear it crying.

Once again the tree

knew not what to say,

and it bled as much

as the bird.

Bird never knew of it.

-5-

On the touch of

The next morning,

bird flew away

as usual.

Tree waited.

Evening arrived

Yet it found.

no sign of the bird.

Tree kept rolling

its eyes in the sky, and-

soon it grew dark

Bird did not return.

Morning came

And day passed,

evening came and night fell,

bird did not return.

Day in and out,

heart in its mouth,

longingly tree

stayed in wait,

hoping against all odds

for birds return.

But it did not.

Tree grew sadder.

It felt,

river bank has

suddenly grown

ever

so lonely.

-6-

Summer came,

hotter than ever.

River dried up,

so did the world around.

Tree knew not

what choked within,

to cry aloud.

Looking at heaven felt,

it never knew

what it lived for so long

and why ?

It sensed it has stood

millions of years

on the river bank,

and felt it had

outlived all wish to live.

It knew for sure,

day would

Continue to burn, and-

bird would never return.

-7-

One day-

early in the morning

axe of a woodcutter

fell mighty on its trunk.

It bled

Within and out,

Yet, refused

to acknowledge

emerging pain.

Sighed not

as it fell

on the river bed.

Scorching rays of the sun

had dried up

not only the river bed,

but sign of life

all around.

There was no tree

On the river bank that

p.s- my cousin had fwded me this piece.....is not it wonderful?...and it just struck me its from sir kalams autobiography called "wings of fire"..............

A new life

A new journey

Anxiety swathes my heart

What is it going to

Be like?

New faces

New environs

The psychological time

Never leaving me

Alone

Moments of love

Moments of laughter

Moments of hugs

And the mock sulks

The cocoon of warmth

And an invincible

Sense of security.

Coming out of it

Seems scary

Yes it does...

But He makes me

Confront with a reality

Life does not unfold

The way you want

It to, always

But the way it unfolds

Will undeniably

Put a smile on your face

When alls said and done

Yes, it's a new life

A new journey

And I have a feeling

Its going to be good...

Women are a gift to this world.

Why?

Well, imagine a world without us and you would know the answer for yourself.....:))

Anyways TO ALL MY WOMEN ILANDER FRIENDS

A VERY VERY HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY!!

LOVE

SAMPANNA

I have stopped feeling bad, I realize. All I feel is a tinge of incredulity muddled up with some indifference that has taken root in some corner of my ever so concerned heart. Concerned for someone I love and long. Or is it that a branch in my heart has been hurt so much that it does not ache any more? Habit, we say. Is it? Or is it no longer about feelings and emotions? Feelings trounced by "adjustments"??...I don't know..

Maybe I will never know or maybe I will....maybe..

Barely few months after we were coroneted the "unanticipated" king of T20 cricket , once more we have proved our mettle to entire cricketing sorority(fraternity)...

[WE HAVE ARRIVED..AUSSIES, NO OFFENCE. BUT YOUR MIND-GAMES, IT SEEMS ARE MAKING OUR INDIAN CRICKETERS TOUGHER,MORE RESOLUTE AND UNWAVERING. WATCH OUT!!]

So here I am beaming ear-to-ear with a heart that swells in pride as India captures the title of the victorious in the CB series. The winning moments will remain forever etched in my memory. Amidst all the baloney and hullabaloo initiated by the Aussies end , we transpired as the ultimate winners in a match that truly set my heart racing. Nail-biting. Nerve-racking.

It was, as if, justice done and history made.

Kudos to our boys in blue!

Kudos to Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar!-Guys, how much more do we expect from him? How much can he give to our discontented souls?

And last but not the least kudos to Mahendra Singh Dhoni- the captain of a ship that sailed through a rough weather with a young crew to reach its destination triumphant and confidence oozing from each of his boys.

A boy representing a youth that's unruffled by controversies and is matured enough to steer clear of lime-light and let "his boys" to enjoy the win.

KEEP IT UP! GREAT GOING.

CHAK DIYA CB SERIES!

Waiting to see you guys become world champions in the next world cup. I know with your newly built buoyancy, your determination you will definitely fulfill every Indians ultimate wish, when it comes to cricket....

For now , lets indulge in some celebration......am all smiles....what about you guys?

:)

:)

:)

P:S-Hey i forgot to mention the world-cup win by the U-19 team.......they have done a wonderful job as well.Our youth is bringing glory to our motherland with each match that they win...well done U-19 team India!you deserve the very best and with your hard-work and determination am sure you will go a long way.......ALL THE BEST!

And thanks to BEST FRIEND for reminding me of the U19 world-cup win....!!!

The book has left me with an everlasting beautiful feeling of satisfaction and pride of having read it.Like the after-math lingering of a beautiful taste in your mouth long after you are done eating something delicious.

Its a wonderfully written book-not just in terms of language(which fantastically rich) but also in terms of its insight into human emotions and sentiments.Human nature.

Kudos to Arundhati Roy for bestowing us booklovers with something as delectably readable as this.

Its a book i feel every book-lover (not worm,please!!-worm seems derogatory for booklovers and consequently readers like me....and so i refrain from using it......)should make this book a part of his/her library....

A very very HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!

its the day to celebrate love and life...love is life-no matter how hackneyed and done-to-death it sounds,its true.....

my post on valentines day follows......hope you like it and enjoy it!!

Love is all I feel

For you , my Sweetheart

My tantrums, my sulks

All are a manifestation

Of my love for you

Love is all I feel

For you, my Sweetheart

When I complain about your

Not giving me enough time

Love is all I feel

For you, my Sweetheart

When I say you don't

Love me like before

Love is all I feel

For you, my Sweetheart

When sometimes I don't

Say anything

Just sit by your side

Love is all I feel

For you, my Sweetheart

When you look at me

With those

Ever-twinkling eyes

Love is all I feel

For you, my Sweetheart

When you show

Your rights on me

Love is all I feel

For you, my Sweetheart

When we are physically

Away

With our hearts eager

To feel each other

And I know

Love is all you feel

For me, my Sweetheart

Every breath of life

You live

Love is all we feel

For each other

When we look into each

Others' eyes....

A VERY VERY HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY AGAIN!!!

LOVE:SAMPANNA