He stood alone, hunched, miserable, the outcast- unlike the other handsome trees which grew tall, their branches spread all over, giving shade to a weary traveller.
He was one of them but the cursed child- he stopped growing after 2 years and remained the barren, stunted one- he wasn’t even fit to be called a tree.
As he was cursing his fate, a man passed by. He stopped, looked at the stunted tree and his expression changed- there was this look of amazement, admiration. He ran to get his canvas and paint brushes and started painting.
“What an idiot”, the tree thought. “Wasting his time”.
As “The tree that gave me wisdom”, was admired by thousands of people in the art gallery at Paris, the tree stood cursing himself, oblivious that he was loved and people were in awe of him, all because of his uniqueness.
(145 words)
Linking up with the amazing Priceless Joy, this week’s photo prompt is given by Yarnspinnerr, thanks for the picture
Beautiful. Thats why god made friends and loved ones and through their eyes we know how beautiful v r.
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Very true Ravi, beauty lies in eyes of the beholder.
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Great story with a lot of wisdom in it! So sad though that the tree never realized his beauty!
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True itโs a lesson for us to start appreciating our goodness now!
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Yes, very true!
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Poor tree – maybe it will get some visitors who have seen the painting and realise how loved it is!
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True hopefully soon
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Ah Indeed! Even we humans sometimes fail to notice beauty in us sometimes. It happened with me once ๐
Beautiful writeup Aks! Surly someone need to show that tree how much love its being showered with like my friend showed me once ๐
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True Keerthi I would like to hear more on that story!
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yup will write on it soon ๐
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Akshata! Admirable how to test yourself as writer and experiment with various genres. Pure brilliance. I love the shades that you depict in the story through the tree who is the strong protagonist. It’s true about humans how we drive ourselves to the wall.
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Thx so much Vishal! This is one thing that can literally kill our self esteem and thatโs often futile – this is what I wanted to depict
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A beautiful story with a powerful message! Good one, Akshata. ๐
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Thanks a ton Shweta!
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My pleasure! ๐
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