Once upon a time there lived a Pitcher plant along with other plants in the forest. He tried to make friends but as others were too scared of his thorny stem, sharp teeth, dull and dark color, they rejected his advances. Also, when they came to know that the pitcher plant didn’t use photosynthesis to produce food but was a carnivorous plant who trapped and digested insects to gain energy, they despised his presence even more and asked him to leave their community at the earliest. The Pitcher plant grew despondent and finally one day he left the community and went to live deep in the recesses of the forest.

In the next spring season, the plants blossomed with flowers. Sunlight shone brightly and rainfall was plenty. The flowers cheered and looked at their surroundings with great delight. The plants decided to send their flowers to the wise and old Banyan tree who was the source of all knowledge. Upon knowing that they would get to learn about the secrets of the forest they live in they grew excited.
One day while the wise Banyan tree was teaching the young flowers, he decided to break the stereotype that pitcher plants killed insects deliberately and they were some kind of demented murderers. He carried his students to the interiors of the jungle into the territory of the pitcher plants.

The Pitcher plants abhorred the presence of young Sunflowers, Marigolds, Tulips and Roses who flaunted their bright colors but they deeply respected the Banyan tree and hence tolerated the presence of young flowers inside their territory. The Banyan tree showed the young flowers the other side of the forest where things were carried out quite differently. At first the young flowers were frightened when they saw the Pitcher plants trapping and eating honeybees. Somehow the young Marigold grabbed the required courage and asked, ‘Mr.Banyan, they are eating insects. It’s so disgusting. I am scared. Let’s run away while we can or they will eat us too,’ and all the flowers began to nod their head in affirmative.
The Banyan tree smiled and asked them to follow him. He carried them near one of the Pitcher plants, opened its lid that is used for trapping insects and asked his students to look over. The young Rose shouted, ‘There are two dead honey bees inside the lid.’ Then the Banyan tree pointed towards the beehive upon the small hill just over them. The honeybees were carrying their dead brothers and sisters and dropping them inside the lids of all the hungry Pitcher plants. In return, the honeybees collected the fallen pitfall traps in order to store honey. This strategy helped the bees to store extra food not only for their young ones but in times of attack by invading pests and insects.
The young flowers were amazed to see such a beautiful symbiotic relationship functioning in front of their very eyes and started clapping. The bees gave a portion of their honey to all the guests and the kids devoured copious amounts of honey with relish.

After returning to their home, the kids told everything to their parents. The big plants and trees were astonished upon hearing the peaceful and intelligent collaboration between the Pitcher plants and the bees. They were fascinated to see it through their eyes. Thus, they pleaded the Banyan tree to take them for a tour to the place where the Pitcher plants dwelled.

Next day, all the plants packed soil and water in big bags to replenish themselves along the long journey. Upon reaching their destination, they were startled to see the truth roll out in front of their very eyes. All of them apologized for their stubborn and rude behaviour against the Pitcher plants and assured to live in complete harmony with them in the forest.

The Pitcher plants accepted their proposal and all of them lived together for eternity.


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