The
other day I wake up as usual early in the morning hearing the bicycle bell of
the news paper boy. The sun was still struggling to get up in the east. The air
was cold and slightly misty. It was pleasant to get out of the house in such an
early summer day in our land. I thanked the service of the news paper boy who
is regular to deliver the daily news paper at such a time. The interesting fact
is that I have not seen him so far in my life. There is an agent who is the
boss of these news paper boys. The boss used to come to my house once in every
month to collect the monthly subscription for the news paper. I have heard from
him that it is hard to get news paper boys these days because none likes to get
up so early and go to work. The system of collecting news papers from a typical
office and deliver at the door step of each house as the sun rises in the east
or even before is very old and might have been in practice before I was born.
In our land, people wish to read news paper along with the bed coffee. News
should go inside as they sip the morning coffee/tea. Though I am not addicted
to this habit, I too prefer to read news papers along with my morning tea.
My
house is situated in a residential area and I have only a small piece of land.
In the land I own I have a rather beautiful house and some fruit bearing bushy trees
around the building. I have a guava plant, a mulberry, custard apple and two or three more. All of them are short
in height. Since our children likes to eat them they are watered regularly even
in this hot summer. It is miraculous that they produce fruits almost of every
month, though quantity and size may vary.
I
woke up and got out of my house. I was greeted by shrill voices that nearly
pierced my ears. A large group of birds were there on every branch of all these
fruits bearing bushy trees enjoying their early breakfast. They were extremely
happy to find such sumptuous breakfast that they forget all about the place
they have gathered. Out of joy they were shouting and singing. I stood at my
door step least I may disturb their party time. I found a group of small birds,
light brown in colour, sitting, walking and hanging on the branches of the
trees. It was amusing to see some of them walking on the ground below the
trees. They were not walking, they were dancing and celebrating.
These
birds were not alone. They had a group of guests too. Squirrels, bats and some
other smaller birds too had joined them accepting their invitation. All of them
moved along the branches and hoping from one branch to another in perfect
harmony. None encroached others territory. None snatched away food from the
other. For there were plenty for each of them.
Though
joyful noise, the noise made by the small brown birds were piercing. I had to
close my early morning ears with my hand for a while. Then I removed my hands
and stood watching them all and listening to their mirth. I felt hoping with
the little birds. I wished for an invitation to join their birthday party.
Then
suddenly a thought came to my mind. These trees are planted in my personal
property and the fruits are a product of the trees which are watered and cared
by my children. They will be sad to see all fruits eaten by birds and
squirrels. So should I chase away all of them by throwing stones at them? I
knew how sad my children would be to see this sight. But I decided to trust those
little creatures to care for my children too. Surely they will leave sufficient
number of fruits for my children. Therefore I stood watching and enjoying the
breakfast party.
These
trees produce more fruits than my children may eat. My children used to collect
fruits because gathering fruits itself is a pleasure. They make fruit juice out
of it and drink with ice cubes topped. They eat raw fruits. Then the surplus is
kept in freezer or out in the kitchen. The next day these trees give more
fruits. The old fruits kept aside are no more used.
Why
the trees produce more fruits than my children really need. The tree is for my
children and for the children living around my residence. Fruits produced by
the tree are for animals and birds in the nature too. It bears more and more
fruits every day for men, animals and birds – for all the living creatures in
this world. Those tiny brown birds, squirrels and other small birds, all have a
right to the tree and its fruits as we have.
The
fruit bearing tree belongs to all living creatures in this universe. We, human
beings are a part of the inheritors. Take our share and leave the rest to other
inheritors.
God
created them before He created man. God prefers a co existence.
Professor Jacob Abraham
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