WHEN A LIGHT DIMS.....!!!!!!         

                                                                                                                                                                                                              That was a fine evening.As always,I hurried down after  work.Excitement,bustle and hurry are exhibitions of bad breeding..And I was eminently bad bred when it comes to my 'Grandpa'..That was what I called the Oak tree near the park.Without much time,I was in there, my eyes circling for a spot under him..Brilliant!! I got a cute spot ,near which there was a beautiful plant,whose name I can't recall.I sat there enjoying the shade ,looking up at its green,lustrous frame.WOW!! What a powerful folk! I thought of its ubiquitousness....Nest to many creatures,shade to a lot of sad people like me....He must be doing a good old job.I marvelled at his glory.I am not sure if I am intentionally bragging him,or perhaps,I am a lil envious.Whatever!I was thoroughly thrilled.

I let the days pass.Soon, I created a bond, just like a cluster of people who invented friendship with my Grandpa.Everyday,I flattered him in my thoughts.I made him a big lil hero in my mind.

One day as usual ,I hurried down after my work.I went to my Grandpa and was shocked to see a bunch of officers checking his weight,strength,branches.This time,my eyes circled,not for a spot..but for his friends;There was none.Not even a familiar face.

I stared at him.A long blank stare.He stared me back with the same old elegance.I know,deep in my heart that I loved him so much.I wanted him to know how great the bond was.I wanted him to be protected.But I stared- Atleast that was what I could do,  or that was what I believed I could do.I turned back and walked.'Probably' he would live a few more days,or a few hours.I don't know how I can hang everything on a 'probably'.But that was what I did.

And now, I mourn his death.I heard from my colleagues that ,there is a bakery propping up there.All the people in the world could do nothing to prevent his death.Even, I was blind to it.And I think this is what we are .Some are not meant to save the earth.Some are meant to leave it.

Today,I hurried down after my work. I went to the old Oak near my office.This time not with marvel,but with the fear of losing contentedness ...And ,now I knew ,in the end,the love you give will always be answered with pain.

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