"Mean"ing of Love .....

Once thr was n ancient nd majestic tree, with branches spreading up towards the sky ..wen it used to flower, butterflies of all shapes, colour and sizes would cum and dance around it..wen it bore fruit,birds from farway lands would come to it..,it all looked so beautiful..
A small boy used to come and play under it every day, and the big ancient tree fell in love wid the small boy..
("the big the elderly can fall in love wid the small, the young..if the big does not carry the idea tht it is big..the tree did not carry the idea that is was big.-only human beings carry tht kinda idea-so it fell in luv wid the boy..the EGO alwayz treis to be in lovewid the bigger.EGO always try to relate to those bigger than itslf..but for LOVE..nobody is big o small..love embraces whomsoever comes near..)
SO the tree developed a love fer ths small boy.who used to cum to play near it. its brances were high. but it bent them and bowed thm down so that he might pluck its flowers and pick its fruit.
(LOVE is evr rdy to Bow; the EGO is nvr ready to bow)
the playful child cums and treebows it branches. when the child plucked sum flowers the tree would feel immensly pleased, its entire being would fill with the joy of love..
(LOVE is happy wen it is able to give something; the EGO is happy wen it is able to take sumthn)
The boy grew. sometimes he slept on the tree's lap , sometimes he ate fruit, and sumtimes he wore a crown of tree's flowers and acted like the jungle king. to see the boy wearing crown of flowers and dancing about filled the tree with joy. it nodded in love ; it sang in the breez. the boy grew evn more. he began to climb up the tree to swing on its branches. the tree felt very happy when the body rested on its branches. .
When the passage of time the burden of other duties came to the boy. ambitions came in; he had exams to pass; he had friends to win, so he did not come regularly. but the tree would wait anxiously for him to come. it calld frm its soul, "come come i am waiting for u" the tree felt sad wen the boy did not come.
(LOVE always waits for the beloved to come..love is an awaiting..LOVE has only one sadness: wen it cannot give..LOVE is happy wen it can share ..wen it can giv totally. love is the happiest)
The Boy grew even more and days of his comming to the tree became fewer. anyone who grows bigger in the world of ambitions finds less and less time for love. the boy was now ambitiously cught up in worldly affairs: "what tree?? what bout visiting it ??"
One day , while he was passing by, the tree calld out to him , "Listen" its voice called in the air, "listen ! i am waiting for you,but you do not come. i am waiting for you everyday".
the boy said, " what do you have that i should come to you ? my search is for money...wot u hav got to offer that i should come to u? i can come if there is something you can give me. otherwise, there is no need for me to come"...
The startled tree said; "will You only come if i can give you somethimg ?. i can give u all...but i dont hav money. it is only a human invention..we dont hav that sickness,and we are joyful..Flowers bloom on us. many fruits grow on us. we gibe soothing shade. we dance in the breez, and sing songs. innocent birds hop on our branches and chirp because we dont hav money. the day we get invloved wid money, we will also become wretched and miserable like you human being who sit in the temples and listen to sermons on how to obtain peace, how to find love. No no we dnt have money."
The boy said," then why should i come to you? i will hav to go where thr is money. i need money"..
The tree Thought deeply and then he realised sumthn and said; Do one thing . pick all my fruits and sell them. you may get get money that way "..
the boy brightened immidiately. he climbed up and picked all the fruits of the tree; uven the unripe ones were shaken down..the branches broke down, the leaves fell off in the violent acyion. the tree felt very happy, over joyed. (evn gettng broken makes LOVE happy)
The boy Dint evn look back to thank tree. but the tree didnt take note of that. it had its thanks when the boy accpted the offering of its love to pick and sell its fruit..
the Boy didnt returned for a long time. now he had money and he was busy tryng to make more money from money. he had forgotten all bout tree. years passd. the tree was sad..it yearned for the boy's return..,
After many years now as n adult, the boy same to the tree.
the tree said; "come to me..come embrace me"
The man said; "Stop that nonsense.. that was a childhood thing..stop all this useless talk..i want to build a house..are you able to give me a house ?..
the tree said; "we dnt live in house. but you can do one thing, you can cut and take away my branches-thn u wll b able to build a house."
without wasting anytime, the man brought an axe and cut all the branches from the tree. now the tree was just a bare trunk,naked. but the tree was very happy.
the man dint evn bothrd to luk back..he built the house..and days passed into years..the trunk waited and waited. it wanted to call out for him but it had neithr branches nor leaves to give it voice..the winds blew by blew, but it could,t manage to give a call..and still its soul resounded with one call only:"come come my dear..come"
as long time passed the man had now become old. once he was passing by and he came and stood by the tree..the tree asked ,"what else i can do for u? you hav com aftr a very long time."
The Old man said.; "what can u do for me ? i want to travel to distant lands to earn more money, i need boat."
Happily,the tree said, " cut my trunk,and make a boat from it..i would b very happy to become your boat and help you go to faraway lands to earn money..but please remember to take care of uaslf and return soon..i wll alwayz b awaiting you return...
the man bought a saw,cut down the trunk , made a boat and sailed away ..
Now the tree is a small stump..and it waited for its loved one to return. it wais n waits n waits...but now it has nothng more left to offer..perhaps the man will never return to it.....

I was resting near tht stump one night...it whispered to me, "That friend of mine has not come back yet. i am very worried in case he might have drowned, or in case he might be lost. he may b lost inone of those faraway countries. he might not even b alive by now. how i wish for news of him!. as i near the end of my life, i would be satisfied wid some news of him atleast..then i could die happily. but he would not come even if i could call him. i have nothng left to give and he only understands the language of Taking...".............