An orchard in making
Greetings!
"I have planted them all!", the 9 year old boy in red t-shirt was saying in matter of fact way.
I looked at the land, made ready to sow through sheer hard work. The land was cut in steps, pruned off the shrubs. The planting spots were placed in neat rows and columns. Each one had a neatly planted mango sapling.
"These saplings would grow with him. They would bear fruits as he would himself blossom into a fine young man and later as he turns into a father, uncle and a grandfather!'", by the time this train of my thoughts reached next station, this sharp boy was already at the far end of the plot. Tending to a fledgling sapling, he looked at his doting uncle with a question mark.
The uncle of his is a true farmer. He tends to his farms the way he would care for his family. He looks after friends, the way he would look after a plantation. Right now he was struggling to contain his admiration for his nephew.
"Let's water them", the uncle had filled up a pale of water as he said..."and what is it that you say to this little one?"
"Buck up! Buck up!" exclaimed the boy, as they lovingly watered the saplings.
How simple were these happenings, yet how profound!
The uncle himself (and his siblings) inherited the qualities and this nurturing view in the lap of nature from the last generation. The generation of his father and his uncle. Theirs is a lineage of ancestors who have gone through tremendous hardships but never lost faith. Each generation has nurtured the next one together. As the generations progressed, they set forth to manifest plantations, farms, dams, temples and even a little village. All along these generations nurtured numerous families who work on these farms and lived around. Over decades they reaped an abundant yield of honest meals and sound sleeps.
I was not able to see the planting of this mango orchard by the little boy. But I was fortunate to see the planting of generation-old qualities in the little boy. Such a nurture and the lap of nature will make sure that the little boy and his siblings (just like the generations before) will surely bloom into wonderful human beings. They too will then nurture the scores of plants and scores of families.
Oh, what an orchard in making!
Sincerely Mine!
Anand Kulkarni
"I have planted them all!", the 9 year old boy in red t-shirt was saying in matter of fact way.
I looked at the land, made ready to sow through sheer hard work. The land was cut in steps, pruned off the shrubs. The planting spots were placed in neat rows and columns. Each one had a neatly planted mango sapling.
"These saplings would grow with him. They would bear fruits as he would himself blossom into a fine young man and later as he turns into a father, uncle and a grandfather!'", by the time this train of my thoughts reached next station, this sharp boy was already at the far end of the plot. Tending to a fledgling sapling, he looked at his doting uncle with a question mark.
The uncle of his is a true farmer. He tends to his farms the way he would care for his family. He looks after friends, the way he would look after a plantation. Right now he was struggling to contain his admiration for his nephew.
"Let's water them", the uncle had filled up a pale of water as he said..."and what is it that you say to this little one?"
"Buck up! Buck up!" exclaimed the boy, as they lovingly watered the saplings.
How simple were these happenings, yet how profound!
The uncle himself (and his siblings) inherited the qualities and this nurturing view in the lap of nature from the last generation. The generation of his father and his uncle. Theirs is a lineage of ancestors who have gone through tremendous hardships but never lost faith. Each generation has nurtured the next one together. As the generations progressed, they set forth to manifest plantations, farms, dams, temples and even a little village. All along these generations nurtured numerous families who work on these farms and lived around. Over decades they reaped an abundant yield of honest meals and sound sleeps.
I was not able to see the planting of this mango orchard by the little boy. But I was fortunate to see the planting of generation-old qualities in the little boy. Such a nurture and the lap of nature will make sure that the little boy and his siblings (just like the generations before) will surely bloom into wonderful human beings. They too will then nurture the scores of plants and scores of families.
Oh, what an orchard in making!
Sincerely Mine!
Anand Kulkarni
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