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Dear Diary,I am a forest. 

Within me, there are Sala, Piasala, 

And Saguan trees. 

Yes, people build homes and make cots From the wood of these trees, 

Allowing society to live peacefully 

And happily.

In me, 

There is the Bishalyakarini tree,

Many great Rams have saved 

Numerous Lakshmans 

By drinking the juice of the leaf of this tree From time immemorial.

Yes, I am a forest. 

In me, there is the Tulasi tree

That the newlywed women place 

in the Chaura for worship, 

Seeking the well-being of their families.

Yes, I am a forest,

The playground nestled in the lap of nature For rain, summer, and winter.