Story of a pine tree

Once upon a time, there was an old tree who always complained about its life. He was very big, old and there were no flowers on him.

He thought that a pine tree like him, is useless, and he should have grown near the rivers and brooks like other trees.

It was situated in the middle of the village and had to wait for monsoon to arrive. But the advantage of being there was that he was always surrounded with people, but he didn't realize it.

His only friend was the roses planted beside him. They were much younger than him, so he treated them like his children.

They would talk to him and console him. Sometimes the tree would think that the roses are more beautiful because people would always compare them.

But one day they were all uprooted, the tree's leaves were like crying and shedding water.

He lost the only one he cared about. The tree was never the same again.

The season went by, and came winter. The villagers were choosing a tree for Christmas decoration.

“The old pine tree would make a fine Christmas tree”, the village chief said.

The tree was decorated with bells, lights etc. People were dancing with melody and the divine festival was filled with joy.

He was happy again, looking at the starlight he could only think of roses. He realized what the roses were trying to say, “Enjoy and live the moment like it's your last one”.

So he enjoyed it like the rest of the people.

At last, the tree learned that happiness can be found anywhere only if we realize it.