THE STORY OF HOLY BASIL……..


I was planted in the pot placed in the balcony. Where the sun blessed me with rays and my mother, mother nature helped me to conquer my bone-dry state. The winters led me enjoy mild cold breeze…..The cycle continued………

Climate nurtured me, provided with right nourishment…..
I grew taller and bushier, full of green leaves; I stood erect with pride…
Ha! I used to laugh at my mates seeing their awful condition…
The ego had blinded me……My blindness never made me realise….I was being spyed by the feathured creatures……
One among those came to me and plucked one of my leaves, slowly the number increased…..
I was not a bushier basil anymore.
I realised my mistake…….
'Never ever mock other’s, who knows?! You might be next!’

Amen

Deepak Shenoy (the_karvari)