He used to play on and around the tree with great joy. The tree also loved to see the boy happy.
As the child grew up he started spending lesser time with the tree. The tree was waiting and waiting for the boy to come and talk to it.
When he was a grown up he stopped coming to the tree.
The tree was sad because of the boy wasn't coming to it.
One day the boy came back with a sad face the tree asked the boy why are you sad.
The boy replied I don't have money for my toys. The tree said take my fruits and sell them so you'll get money. The boy happily plucked all the fruits. The tree bear all the pain but was smiling and happy as it made the boy happy.
The boy took the fruits and went off.
The boy came back after a few years with the same expression.
The tree asked why. The boy replied now I'm a grown up and I don't have a house of my own...
The tree offered its trunk to build his house.
The boy happily cut all its trunk and went off happily. The tree was physically hurt but still was happy for the boy.
The boy returned when he was old again in a sad expression. The tree asked why.
The boy said I'm old now and i'm tired working all my life for my family. Now I just need some old roots to rest on.
The tree said then the tree offered itself, saying rest on me there is nothing left.
The tree is like our parents.
When we are small we use to spend all our time playing with our parents.
As we grow up we go to them when we need something. But no matter what we ask, they will always be ready to give any thing we ask for.
This is the love of our parents Priceless , limitless, selfless...
It is the true meaning of love.
i told this story in my school morning assembly....
wen i was telling the last few lines. My dad was standing near the gate, his eyes filled with pride to see me on the stage.
but he didn't knew what I said. because he is not versed with english.
but all the happiness in his eyes was just by seeing me on the stage...
