Each year in the course of a long
journey down the tarred road
he used to sleep
in the shade of the
colossus of a tree
for a few hours
in the blazing sun.
One day
while sleeping under the tree
he saw a dream which
to him was nightmarish
about the disappearance of the tree
from the street side.
Within a few years
upon waking up
he was wondering
how come he happened to
see the nightmare
which to him was something appalling.
Hence, while passing
along the village
with his heart pounding
he recalled that dream.
He happened to see
and on noticing the tree
from afar
and
he heaved a sigh of relief.
A tired he, due to long journey
he slept under the tree
enjoying the warm breeze.
Before falling asleep
he could listen to the
rumblings of its
leaves which were music to his ears
which were like a lullaby.
After one year while
walking down the tarred road
he looked afar
and true to his nightmare
the tree had disappeared somewhere.
Unable to bear the shock and sorrow
he never came along thru the way in the future years…
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