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My mango tree.



There was a girl who loved a mango tree present in their garden. The mango tree and the girl were like friends. The mango tree was tall, gracious, unselfish and magnificent. The girl was sweet and good hearted. But she was a very mischievous and naughty too. The mango tree had a beauty of its own. The girl watered the tree daily. Their bond was that of love and trust. The girl loved the sweet mangoes which the mango tree gave her.Daily she woke up and went straight to the window to look at the mango tree. Daily during watering the plant, she would love the earthy smell. Daily she would sit quietly looking and adoring the mango tree. The green leaves always conveyed a sense of joy. The tree was like a pillar of strength. Whenever she was sad, she would sit quietly looking at the tree. The branches and the leaves would move sometimes as if to support and console her and to give her hope. The girl would do some soul searching while sitting. Sitting quietly proved to be very therapeutic for her. She always found peace, soltitude, joy and strength to face situations from the mango tree. A relationship may not only be only between humans. And communication does not always need words. The mango tree was a source of strength for her. For her it was like a human being. The girl always felt like hugging the mango tree, to show her love and gratitude. But then she thought, people would think she is crazy and mad. So she never did that though she wished to do it. She always let her inhibitions take control of things in many matters. Her inhibitions were holding her back. One day the girl shed all her inhibitions. And she decided never to let her inhibitions stop her from doing things she loved. She went and hugged the mango tree. Though it was a very little thing, it was so important to her. And that brought her lot of happiness. She was feeling free to express herself. For her it now it did not matter if others perceived her as crazy and mad. Hugging the tree was her way of thanking the tree. She was very happy. She started doing things that matter her and her life was more blissful.
Always do things that matter to you most. Do’t think about what others perceive your deeds as,as long as you are correct in your point of view. It doesnot matter what others think about you, the only thing that matters is what you think about yourself. You are answerable only to your conscience ,heart and the almighty. When you know who your are,then don’t worry about what others think of you. Believe in yourself. Always follow your heart. Let your heart rule you,You will be a far better and lovable person. And always do things that matter to you. There are little things you stop yourself from doing because of your inhibitions. Shed your inhibitions and do the things you love. Though they maybe little things, u will feel blissful. Shed all your inhibitions and let your spirit fly high .Also find joy in doing simple things,like admiring nature. Try it for yourself and see the magic unfold. Your life will be more happier. Is it like preaching? Naaa!! it’s a piece of advice from my side.Live life to the fullest.:)Spread your wings and let your soul fly high without any inhibitions holding you back.

Comments

Anonymous said…
My dearest Unicorn.Your are a wonderful person and your write up on the Mango tree reflects your innocence and humane side ,Wow Girl you are so simple and very sentimental.You are inspiration doll.OK.I really really liked your attachment to your mango tree and I also would like to come to your Mango tree and HUG it effectionately.hahhahahah.U r the best and a star.
Thank you pramy.(sweetu mango).Only u feel that i am the best,cause im very dear to u.lol
Anonymous said…
who is pramy?unicorn.U r mistaken.This is anony-MOUSE hahhahaha.Doll.good work in your blog.Keep the good work.It seems u r fond of dogs?I saw dog pics in your blog.Say Hi to your dog and pramy.hahhahah

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