An Original Story written by our student Mahath Malladi.

Mahath is 11 years old, young writer from Andhrapradesh. We are proud to have him as a student of the Little Writers Program, an Online Creative Writing Program using Applied Storytelling & Theatre tools under the mentorship of Trainer Khusshbo Chokhaani. We congratulate Mahath for this exemplary true self-expression.

The Blossom Tree

Once upon a time, when Siddharth – the great Buddha was conquering the world with peace, there lived 3 girls named, Meena, Ina, and Mynah. These 3 girls were from rich families. They were friends. When they grew up, they became very rich merchants. One day Meena said: “I am going to Africa for trade”.

Ina and Mynah replied: “Excellent! friend, but who will take care of the money?”

Meena said: “I am giving that job to Deeksha”.

Ina and Mynah exclaimed: “What? You are giving that duty to Deekshan the Poor man! We are your best friends, right? You can leave the responsibility to us!!!”

Meena instantly replied: “No. I will leave the responsibility to him because he is honest and I trust him and don’t just judge him because of his appearance!”

Hearing this Ina and Mynah went to Buddha – The Great. Then they narrated what had happened a few minutes ago.

Then Buddha said: “I know you can’t understand when I just say it. I will clearly explain it with a story. He started the story. Once upon a time, there lived a king named Vishnu. He had many elephants and a beautiful vast garden. Everyone in the kingdom admired it very much. But he was fond of just 2 things. One was the two beautiful and elegant elephants and the other one was an old and Ancient Blossom tree. Everyone liked the Blossom tree and the two elephants very much. But no one examined the little grass which was near the old Blossom tree. One day when King Vishnu was discussing in his court, he saw a crack in the ceiling of his palace. He immediately ordered everyone in the palace to go out. Then he summoned the woodcutters and told them to find the tree with the largest trunk in his garden and make a pillar out of it. The woodcutters went to see the finest tree which can be useful as a pillar in the palace. They returned sadly and said to the king: “We’re sorry your Majesty. We went to find the finest tree which is suitable as a pillar but none of them have the finest wood except….”

“Except what?” The king asked. The Woodcutter replied: “Except for the Old and Ancient Blossom tree”. The King was so sad to lose his friend, the Blossom tree but he can’t keep his civilians at risk. Then the king replied sadly: “All right. You can cut the trunk of the Blossom tree”. The woodcutters went the next day and were surprised to see the trunk as it was so soft and more rotten. Then the woodcutters were sad and took another tree as a pillar in the palace. Then the trunk immediately turned normal. The spirits of all trees were so happy and asked: “How did you change your trunk so soft and more rotten and then it immediately became normal? How did this happen?” The Blossom tree replied:  “I could have done this because of my dear friend the grass. Originally my trunk is not rotten and soft. But the grass asked the chameleons to change their color into the color of the rotten trunk. The Woodcutters were thinking that they have touched the soft rotten part of the trunk, but they didn’t know that they have actually touched the soft skins of the chameleons. So, this is how my friend the grass saved my life.”

The trees and plants in the garden cheered for the grass for saving the life of the old Blossom tree. With this the Buddha ended the story.

Then Buddha said: “You both have thought that he is poor. You judged them. But in the story you have seen that the little grass has saved a big blossom tree. I think you have understood now? “

“Yes”, they replied and went happily learning a new lesson. 

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