A CONVERSATION

O My dear Forest why are you

Shedding tears, please tell me",

Asked the curious Earth.

O My dear Earth I feel very sad

For the untimely death of my

Flora and Fauna who are my

Loving offsprings ever in birth."

Who made you sad?, Again

Asked the Earth, please tell me

Dear I will try my best to

Make you happy. "

No dear Earth you can never

Because the miscreants are

Your naughty children whom

You shelter on your lap. "

Retorted the sad Forest.

Who are they? Which children

Of mine? I can't recognize

Unless you give me their

Specific details first," replied

The Earth with gest.

They are your biped sons who

Are the clever most offsprings

Of yours and craves for money

Day and night non-stop "

Clarified the Forest.

Again dissatisfied Earth enquired

The details, " Earning is not a bad

Quality. They earn their living.

Then what harm they committed

To you, please narrate me frankly. "

Puzzled Forest opened his mouth

Truly, " Yes they have been

Hacking my body and digging my

Shoulders since modernisation

Till today which gives me severe

Pain intolerable. "

Affectionate Earth began to sob

And expressed, " Oh Oh! So is it?

I love them very much for their

Intelligence. But I must hate them

For their barbarity. But not all my

Children, there may be few. "

Yes Earth Mam, "your noble sons

Are poor but your naughty sons

Are rich but with a full covetous eye

To turn richer overnight. They

In this century most of the times

Cut my Sal Piasal Sandal arms

For selling stealthily at higher

Rate "

Any more complaints" asked the

Earth. " Yes Mam they loot the

Ivory of my big friend tusker

After shooting him.

Also, they dig my stunt shoulder

Like friend gigantic mountain for

Valuable ores to make money.

Also, give smoke to bees living 

In my arms for stealing their

Hard-earned honey. Mixing this

Honey with sugar water they

Sell those for extra profit."

The Earth nodded her head with

Despair and twisted her lips with

Hatred while hearing about her

Wicked loving sons' miscreancy

And sobbingly told, " Yea My dear

Forest, you are cent percent right.

The land is one third which is my

Back, oceans are two third which

Is my stomach. Really my biped

Sons are very much naughty.

They always have been giving me

Fatal pain since the beginning of

Civilization by digging my belly

And back to explore new unique 

Stuff by force which wound me.

But I am a loving mother. I tolerate

Their tyranny without spitting a

Single curse.

Sometimes when I feel excessively

Angry I give them a slap in

The shape of a quake, volcano, gale,

And warning as a brush fire, ocean

Blaze to relax. Mind me 

Dear I am a more suffering mother

Than you. Still, I go on revolving as

Per the direction of Almighty. "

The Forest realised the gravity of

The situation and gave himself

Solace and just he was prone to

Speak to Earth, suddenly Mr. Wind

Whispered " Dear Forest you should

Never lose your heart. Now the

Noble sons of mother Earth are

Strongly taking action against her

Wicked sons who cut your hand and

Limbs kill your friends' flora and

Fauna. "

" Thank you dear friend Wind for

Your tidings. Tell your friend Earth. "

So the Forest did the same. Then

The Earth was happy and told, "

Congratulation dear friend Forest

You gave very good news. Now I

Must love immensely to my

Beloved gallant honest and noble

Biped sons. Let this century 21st be

Auspicious and lucrative for each

One of my noble sons. Goodbye. "