Once upon a time in a clear land, there were many different kinds of trees, all living together. They shared water, soil, minerals, sunlight and even the birds that used to sit on top of their canopies. The trees bore colorful and magnificent fruits and bright and blossomed flowers. Whenever spring came, the luscious young green leaves covered their branches giving the nature a fresh and new look.
However, one tree stood at the farthest corner and lived in his own solitary world, the banyan tree. No one included him during their happy moments. He stood lonely on the ground with his heavy canopy of leaves and stared at other’s smiling faces. Even the birds didn’t sit on his branches. Everyone mocked at him because he was the only tree amongst all of them who could neither bear fruits not flowers. The banyan tree was not beautiful like the others and his thick and black trunk looked too old. Many roots descended from his branches to support his humongous figure. He was sad that nature didn’t give him the gift of bearing colorful flowers and fruits. One day in the scorching hot summer season, he was looking up at the sky in a melancholic mood. He whispered to himself, “What is my fault that I cannot experience the bliss of floral beauty? Why am I the only one to experience everyone’s hatred and mockery? Is it really true that the goddess of fortune is blind?”
A saint was passing from nearby when he heard the Banyan tree’s pained whimpers. Walking towards him, the saint asked what was the matter. Shedding some leaves, the Banyan tree flattered his branches and extended his canopy to provide shed to the tired traveler. The saint happily accepted his help and sat under his shed.
“No one talks to me because I am not beautiful and alluring like them. I cannot bear fruits and flowers. All my life I was always at the receiving end of their looks of disapproval. The other trees never acknowledged my presence, let alone include me in their world. What is my work here then?”, Banyan tree said in a lost voice while eyeing the other trees who were laughing amongst each other.
The saint smiled and stood up, “No you are wrong. You may not bear fruits and flowers but you do one thing that even they can’t. You happily provide shade to the travelers without thinking whether they will pay their gratitude to you or not. Your experience from your life has taught you to survive on your own and to help others without expecting anything. That is your nature, your ultimate goal. Nature has sent you here to watch the travelers and you have realized your true potential a long time back. You are the true king of trees and I can assure you, in future, you will be recognized as one of the mightiest flora.”
The Banyan tree smiled and shook its canopy in gratitude for the saint. Since then, Banyan tree has always provided relief for tired travelers who seek shelter under his broad canopy. His experience made him realize what he could do and how he was unique from others.
MORAL: NO MATTER WHAT YOU EXPERIENCE IN YOUR LIFE, IT ALL HAPPENS SO THAT YOU CAN REALIZE YOUR TRUE POTENTIAL