MEVLANA C.RUMÝ

[Guest guest]

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to

come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the treetop, ate the

apples, and took a nap in its shadow.

 

He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by

and the little boy had grown up and no longer played around the tree

every day.

 

One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. " Come and

play with me " , the tree asked the boy. " I am no longer a kid and I

don't play around trees any more, " the boy replied. " I want toys.

 

I need money to buy them. " " Sorry, but I do not have money, but you

can pick all my apples and sell them. Then, you will have money. " The

boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left

happily.The boy never came back after he picked the apples and the

tree felt sad.

 

One day, many years later, the boy who had now turned into a man

returned. The tree was excited and said, " Come and play with me. " The

boy replied, " I do not have time to play. I have to work for my family

and we need a house for shelter. Can you help me? "

 

" Sorry, I do not have any house. But you can chop off my branches to

build your house " . So the man cut all the branches of the tree and

left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the man never

came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.

 

One hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted. " Come

and play with me! " the tree said. " I am getting old. I want to go

sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat? " said the man. " Use

my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy. " So

the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never

showed up for a long time.

 

Finally, the man returned after many years. " Sorry, my boy. But I do

not have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you " , the tree

said. " No problem, I do not have any teeth to bite, " the man replied.

" No more trunk for you to climb on " . " I am too old for that now, " the

man said. " I really cannot give you anything, the only thing left is

my dying roots, " the tree said with tears.

 

" I do not need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all

these years, " the man replied. " Good! Old tree roots are the best

place to lean on and rest, come sit down with me and rest. " The man

sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.

 

Now, replace the tree in the story with parents. When we are young, we

love to play with our Mum and Dad; but when we grow up, we leave them,

only to come to them whenever we need support - material or emotional,

or when we are in trouble. And no matter what, our parents always are

there by our side and give us everything they can just to make us happy.

 

Always, we take them fo granted and don " t appreciate all they do for

us, until its too late.

 

It's the same with our divine parent too.

 

Whenever we are beset with problems, we cry out to Him for help, how

many times do we think of Him when everything is going pleasant and

beautiful in our lives?

 

Something to think about.

 

& #8220;Everything in the universe is a pitcher brimming with wisdom and

beauty. & #8221; - Rumi

[Guest guest]

Beautiful, thank you Ali!

 

Sarita

 

, " ali "

<alion74 wrote:

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> A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to

> come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the treetop, ate the

> apples, and took a nap in its shadow.

>