Poor gulmohar tree was cut down

May 11, 2008

There was one thing living in my society that really fascinated me, everytime I looked at it. It has been living from the time I wasn’t even born and has lived all these years with it’s head held high.

All the children in the society have grown up playing under it’s shadow. Every child in the society has had a special liking for the tree.

We used to play with almost all the parts of the tree. There was that sweet little game called sword fight that we used to play with the flowers. The leaves were fun to put atop fans in the society’s office, so when switched on, they would be showered on everyone. The wood could be used for occasional bon fires. The tree provided excellent shadow to play box-cricket.

However, everything was snatched away from us yesterday. All that it left now, is this.

Good bye, oh great tree.

[Image courtesy: My flickr stream]

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