Love In The Forest

That day, I saw them for the last time. I was in deep grief that I couldn't stop them from leaving me. I stood there numb-headed, couldn't even shed tears. It's a story of love, inexplicable love, love which cannot be bounded in words.

It's the story of that evening when I lost them all whom I called my family, my mom, dad, and my relatives.

Hey everyone, I am Babloo, from the forest-covered regions of Chhatisgarh. I have somehow geared up myself for this evening to tell you that story of love and depart, My story.

I was born on a wintery day, shivering with the deep mist all around. It was my mom and dad who stood beside me, covering me to pass their warmth to me. Years passed by, I grew up into a healthy child. I was enjoying, playing with the kids of our neighbors. My kith and kin also lived besides ours and I enjoyed being pampered by them.

Our home was beside a lake, I enjoyed looking at the herd of cows coming to bathe in the pond. Every morning chirping birds used to wake me up. Life was going good. No worries, No harsh realities I had to face. My parents always stood beside me to care and advice me.

My mom used to feed me. I was experiencing what you all call true love from my parents, nature and my relatives.

Then one fine evening I noticed something which made me feel uneasy. I overheard a few men talking to kidnap some of my relatives and kill them to take their wealth.

I was sad, I wanted to do something to save them. I told my parents but before we could have done anything, till then two of my relatives were murdered and their house was completely looted. We cried a lot but authorities didn't pay any attention to our words to arrest the culprits.

Now, this became a common incident, every week some of our neighbors or relatives were killed. We were forced to keep mum. We were helpless. Then came that evening.

I was taking a nap after my meal, suddenly I heard some sound, It was of my mom, they didn't leave her, my dad was also not spared. Both were killed before my eyes. I was in deep shock,I couldn't save them. My heart was bleeding, I wanted to kill those guys. Love for my parents transformed in hatred for those murdered. I tried to hit them with my tender limbs but in vain. They left after plundering all that we had.

Again no one except me shed tears, all were as usual Mum. There were so many murders in our village but still no hue and cry.

It was all just because of the fact that I am a mere Tree.

If you got goosebumps listening to my story then please love nature.

I told you at the beginning this is not a usual love story. Am I right? Think twice before you act.