Chinar and the death bed

But what a fire it is that the uneducated creature shadows people from sunlight and cools the drifting of its leaves on hot days. While you, who had graduated and “raised” yourself, never gave shade to anyone or perhaps one day wanted to, but for known and unknown reasons you failed to do so.

And now that your green leaf season is over, it is miserable to realize that now, even if you tried to shade someone, you can’t.

On the other side of this garden that I am sitting in is another garden where over a couple of gardeners are sowing more Chinese seedlings while an old gardener leans his back against a nearby Chinese. Those seedlings reminded me of your parents, how they raised you and longed to have their backs on you, like that old gardener.

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