Monday, May 31, 2010

G'Love aka G'Rape

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20000 BC approximately...

Man was hungry. He looked around his surroundings in the forest. There was not even a single animal, until the horizon, to hunt and eat. He did not lose his hope and desire. His hunger made him to examine with more intensity for some prey. At a long distance he saw a small plant of grains. He got life for his life. He plucked those few grains and went back to his cave. Next day, he repeated the same act at a different place but another plant of grains this time. He had to travel miles, daily,  into the forest to search for plants with grains. Months were  rolling on. One shine day, he got few smart thoughts, "Instead of walking miles daily to pluck grains from plants, which  were quite far away from my cave, why wouldn't I cultivate them near to my cave? ". He had gathered few more people, cleared few trees and  uprooted plants, to make the land flat. Then he had started cultivating the plants and this was how agriculture was being invented. That was the first axe ever fell on the green lives. The human population increased, with easy availability of food,  leading to more hunger, and more agriculture, and hence more axes. More axes lead to more tools, like saw, and further to few more technologies.

Now, man has reached the stage of digital hunger and paved way for electronic saw , but the victims have remained same, the green lives.......

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It was the time of ambiance and aroma of Spring. The huge  and macho banyan tree woke up to the birds chirping and he reflected the early morning sun rays on to the leaves and twigs around his stem. Some leaves were dry and some  were alive. He was young with his aerial roots accruing to the grounds. His stem was sturdy with young cracks and new crevices. Black ants had already inhabited in those crevices.  What made the Banyan excited was the new creeper with beautiful flowers, enigmatic appearance and exotic leaves. She was quite slim and sensuous. He had seen many such creepers in his life till now but this one was special for him, for the reason, unlike other creepers, she was being germinated from the soil between his aerial roots. He admired her branches, particularly those alluring curvy endings and enticing petals . She had grown to the fullest and hugged his stem as if she was  made for him. Her flowers added colour to his rusty look. He felt that she had brought completeness of being a Banyan tree. Most of the birds in the surroundings preferred to have nests on him to have the glance of their wonderful combination. He made sure that the bird nests would not interfere with her growth by growing his branches and leaves according to her space and convenience.  He absorbed her from stem to tip. He expressed his greelings on her in every possible way. He started shedding his bark regularly now.  He knows every leaf and petal of her. He had never commanded or restricted her. He took her the way she was without any conditions.  She was growing rapidly and her roots gradually reached the ground from his aerial roots.  Now, she had got two supports  for her roots, but she still prefers his stem.  She started reciprocating her greelings to him. Now, she had spread all over him, not leaving even a single sub branch of him. For him , the hug was complete, absolute and eternal.  She was totally onto him and into him. He had become her. They became one though they belong to different species. Her roots were in his stem and his stem longed for her roots. He was quite elated and his entire body was filled with juices of greemotions . A greemotion would be the highest stage of a tree's excitement. He proudly displayed his new attire to the animals passed by him. He felt that he was no less equal than a peacock. He was enthralled by his fellow banyan tree's compliments. He was so  blessed with this unique and precious gift by nature.  At times, he protected her from the harshness of incessant rains. He stood by her when she became dry and pale during the season of Fall and celebrated with incredible joy when she got recovered with flowers and leaves, by blowing his branches vigorously to vent his greemotions.

  The sun was making his cycles. One whine day he woke up to face the most unfortunate  situation of his life. She was making steps in the direction away from him.  She started leaving him for the reason only known to her.  The first step she took was the separation of her roots from his aerial roots of his stem. Now, her roots were having the only support of ground. She was standing on herself  . He did not ask her anything nor did she explain him anything. The hug was becoming weaker. He could sense and greel that.  She gradually started withdrawing each branch every day . After few days she shifted all her branches from him and now she was totally on ground as if she was crawling on land.   Every cell of his body could greel the pain of losing her, though she was in-front of him, in his shade.  The pain got multiplied when she began taking the support of another banyan tree. Soon, she occupied the new tree and hugged him, which raked the past of their togetherness. Strangely, she hugged the new tree the same way she used to hug him, complete and absolute. There was no change in her lifestyle and pattern. She looked happy and beautiful as usual.
The new banyan tree was also happy for his own reasons. He never complained against her nor asked her the reason of parting ways from him. He was in content with a greeling that at-least she was before his eyes, if not with him.  Though he looked sturdy and tough, he was dead greemotionally . His roots started losing grip under ground.  The next day, he died..... But what made her to  quit him was the ....


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Before the  Neem tree  could continue the above  story, the crow and sparrow got curios and asked the Neem tree, "Why did the creeper leave him suddenly?"

"She was a bad creeper, she was a sweeper",  the guava tree shouted.

"She was not a beautiful creeper, she made him weeper ", the bush  proclaimed.

"We should never believe creepers", echoed the young mango trees.

"I hate the other banyan tree which attracted the creeper ", the sandal wood tree hissed.

"Be silent guys, let the uncle Neem complete the story first", the tamarind tree said loudly.

The Neem tree resumed the story......


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After few days, he died..... But what made her to  quit him was an unavoidable compulsion. It was not the creeper who had left the banyan tree, but it was the initiation of the Banyan tree. Indeed, both of them had decided to part ways. The greemotions of both of them were hurt deeply. What made him to take the tough decision was his ability and cognizance to  sense that trees were being cut down in the nearby surroundings and he would be chopped down soon . He had only one desire before his death. He wanted to see how they exactly look like when they hug each other and hence asked her to leave him and hug his friend, so that he could greel the reflection and resonance of their hug for the last time, before his leaves stop photosynthesizing. She left him with much greeling pain and agony.  Though he was dead greemotionally, he was chopped down to death, by confining him to a stub. The creeper could not bear the greeling of greemotional pain of losing her source of germination before her eyes. The vision of his stub made her to stop photosynthesizing. The next day the stub was also cleared . After few days she was removed from the other banyan tree and was cut into pieces. She was dumped somewhere else.

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All the trees had started shedding  few water drops from their leaves.

"I am moved by the story", mango tree said in a low voice.

"It is like a love story", teak tree concluded.

The Neem tree said," No, it was not a love story, as they had  never loved each other, they were each other.

Teak asked surprisingly, "But they had died for their love, right?".

 Neem replied, "We tress never love like humans, all we do is  greemotionalize our greelings. What made both of them to die a greemotional death was not their physical  separation, but the thought of separation from the Soil  from where they had grown up because every tree dreams of only one thing in it's life. It is to die naturally and get decayed in the soil  to give rise to new trees."

All the tress and plants clapped with their leaves and branches for the Neem's wisdom. They were about to discuss regarding how to deal with the injustice of millenniums, but remained silent as they heard sounds of living beings walking on two legs and greedy brains. Somewhere,  the sound of electronic saw resonated all over the forest, alarming the flow of greelings and greemotions. The photosynthesis had already started to decelerate.

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2100 AD,

Man will be still hungry, not by need, but by greed. He will look around the solar system.
Until Pluto, there won't be even single technology that can completely satisfy his greed.  His greed will make him to search, with more satellites, for more energy. At a long distance he will see a small planet in the nearby solar system. He will get greed for his greed. He will go there and pick some stones  and will come back to earth to do some experiments. Next year he will go to some other planet and will bring few more rocks. He will be traveling trillions of light years yearly into the Milky Way to search for planets with special rocks. Decades will be rolling on. One swine day, he will get few smart thoughts, "Instead of traveling trillions of light years yearly, why won't I shift my base to that planets? " He will make new planets  his home and will invent new trigital technology, through which he will rape every planet he lands upon there after in the Milky Way. This is how universe will be facing it's first absolute and complete virus, which will be born out of human's love for machines.....
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Planet Something said," Is love human?"
Planet Anything replied,"Am not sure about it but greed is definitely human"
Planet Everything opined,"Yes, because virus is human, may be, Human is virus"
Planet Nothing concluded,"Love is non-human, because for man, love is pure selfishness"

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* Greel = Feel; Greelings = Feelings.
* Greemotions = Emotions.








 PS :  This story is fictional and does not confirm to any of the sciences discussed here.
   




PPS: Here are the posts of my team mates for this contest
 
Nethra, Anney, Pooja, Swathi, Pranjal, Arjit and Anurag

22 comments:

Ritu said...

I like this interpretation of non-human love. I like it very much

nivedithasperceptions said...

Wow!!!
This is wonderful yet scary!
It's a very different perspective you've shown us here. And also spreading awareness about a lot of things!
All the best! :)

Rachana Shakyawar said...

@ Mahesh

~ "The Neem tree said," No, it was not a love story, as they had never loved each other, they were each other."
+ Nothing could be more romantic, touching and sweet than this...for non-human or for the Virus=The Human!

Beautifully narrated...I was imagining everything the sweet slim sexy delicate creeper and strong, macho Trees!

The conversation seemed so real...wonder if in nature the plants really speak like this..Perhaps I knw they do have emotions and get effected with music tunes!

+ No one just could have treated it so much with a green touch...GREENOLOGY indeed!

It was sure a love story for me and as I always say that"I dont hate luv story"..this is just more than this affectionate bond.

I felt...such story muct be narrated to kids...will it be possible if we make a comics over the narration...!WOW!!

I can understand..it can be so difficult to actully imagine something like this..and latter also narrate in the best expression to make it look real...perhaps..you did the best job and gave a touch in which you firmly believe in.."GREEN"

Three Cheers to U buddy!!
ANd as always said...this is now your best post :)

Well DOne!! Hats off to your Efforts!

You sure...
~ Keep the Spark ALive..

Anonymous Someone said...

beautifully conveyed concern. A touching story, and who knows, it might not be fiction after all. Plants do have emotions, and they feel things just like we do. Its only a different tongue that we cannot listen. Remember Jagadeesh Chandra Bose and his demonstration?

Regards

Blasphemous Aesthete

The Fool said...

If this were Blog-a-ton I would have definitely voted you for this post. But unfortunately in BPL, only judges vote and not your rivals. I am really amazed by your detailed imagination. As I read more of your works, I get to see a common thread of green passion. Really appreciate your passion.

Sahil Sharma said...

my passionate bow to Mr Mahesh Kalaal....

this post MUST win..

PS: please gimme your gmail id..
want to talk

Roshmi Sinha said...

Wonderful! So very eloquent :)

There are people... who admire trees/plants/flowers and see beauty in them. They see the new leaves, the breeze playing among the branches, the birds...

Sadly their tribe is decreasing... and so are the trees.

There are others... who look at a tree and visualize furnitures, opportunity to make money... etc. Their ilk is growing... by leaps and bounds...

Beyond Horizon said...

d most innovative post.....love d greelings......greemotions......TRUTH....LOVE....GREEDINESS.....SELFISHNESS....conveyed in one post.....is truly appreciable......

we dont hve 2 search for a teacher....wen NATURE ITSELF teaches us..."It is to die naturally and get decayed in the soil to give rise to new trees".......just hve 2 b a true....dedicated learner....n not just learning....but turning d learning into actions.......

fear dat synonym 4 greed, selfish, even non-human......wud b A HUMAN.....in near future

researchers say humans only use 10% of der brain.....scared 2 imagine if it turns more than dis

DEFINITELY A WINNING POST....NO DOUBT OVER IT :)

dmanji said...

Beautiful non-human love story :) liked the 'G' terms ...very innovative...

Nethra said...

I had already told you that the concept was brilliant, hadn't I? :)

- The Virgin Author! said...

The concept was FUCKING BRILLIANT, dude. What a different perspective, and a superb writeup. Hoping that this post isn't ignored like many of the posts around! :)

Mahesh Kalaal said...

@ Ritu ji...
Welcome to wisdomism..
Thanks a lot and am glad that you liked it

@Niveditha...
Yes, you are apt when you said perspective. Thanks for the appreciation buddy :)

@ Rachana...
Wow..You have picked up the lines on which i have framed the entire post....You are one of the few person who recognize the Greener perspective....Yes, it was difficult but more deeper thinking, more deeper perspectives we can rake...
its Wonderful idea to narrate it to kids....may be it needs writers like you who can match kids frequency.
As i told you, yes, i love this post.
But it is true that plants do have emotions , not like ours. They do communicate at a much basic , level of life.
Nature is romantic and so are the green beings...
And am in romance with them as of now....

Thanks for the thumping response and the sparking analysis :) :) :)

cheers!!!

Mahesh Kalaal said...

@ Anonymous someone...
I second your opinions and it is indeed true that the green beings emote and communicate at the basic level of life, though it contrats much from our way of emoting ...
Yes, Exactly....Sir, Jagadish Chandra Bose.
Bows to the Genius!!!

Thanks for the pat buddy :)

Mahesh Kalaal said...

@ The Fool...
Thanks and thanks a bunch for the cheers and the encouraging response. Yes, you have got me. Green passion. For me blogging aka writing is means to reach my ends ...
Felt your pat buddy :)

@ Sahil Sharma...
Thanks a lott buddy and i hope the best post gets selected.
cheers!!!

@ Roshmi Sinha...
Thanks buddy...An authorized comment from an authentic writer...Your comment is like a confirmation.
As usual, liked your analysis and feedback.
cheers !!!

Mahesh Kalaal said...

@ Beyond Horizon...
Technically speaking, Anthropologically, the devolution of man has started the moment industrial evolution was born...
Yes, you are correct in saying that we have to fear if man uses all his mental abilities which may fuel his greedy greed. Nature indeed is the best teacher without lectures.
Thanks a bunch for all the heavy adjectives you have showered on wisdomism. Am quite humbled and ur comment has increased my responsibility to deliver more quality.
Lets hope the best post wins.
Thanks again buddy :)

@ Dmanji
Thanks buddy, yes i love those G terms

Mahesh Kalaal said...

@ Nethra...
Yes, you are indeed correct and its getting reflected in every comment/response...
Cheerio !!!
Thanks buddy

@ Virgin Author...
Yes, it is all about perspective nad my perceptions. Lets hope the best post wins unlike popular posts.
Thanks for the pat buddy, i could feel it in ur words :)

Raghav said...

Wow!!

evanescentthoughts said...

This is the best post under the non-fiction category I have read so far :) You always write posts with a good motive. I loved the way you emphasized on "green" through a lovely story. *like it* Really liked it!

Gyanban said...

I think you scored on imagination, thought process and framework.
Quite interestingly narrated.
Cheers
GB

Mahesh Kalaal said...

@ Raghav,...
thanks ra...

@ evanescentthoughts...
You got me right there. Yes, motives. Motives with conviction and objectivity and am glad that you have mentioned it . Thanks a lot for the pat and the responsive feedback.
Keep dropping by :)

@ Gyanban...
Yes, i did work on those 3 parameters you have mentioned and am really elated that you picked them up . Thanks a bunch for the pat buddy :)

Lakshmi Rajan said...

My greelings are grilled with greemotions! :) quiet an imagination that was and laced with a social message. Wonderful job Mahesh :)

Sridhar said...

hii anna..
itz not jus trees n plants but me too clapping for WISDOMISM