Have you seen Vidya Balan's muted, sombre, acting in the movie No One Killed Jessica, a real-life story about a politician's son who shoots and kills a young lady bar-tender point blank and buys up witnesses so they refuse to tell what they saw, in court?
I saw with horror a handsome Gulmohar being laid low this morning with power-saws next to a nearby park. Who killed this tree? Some suspects:
- I, who spoke with a black tongue just this morning about this sylvan haven of a park with all its tall trees.
- The power shut-down last night during the rain, blamed on the tree interfering with overhead power wires.
- The KSEB who didn't invest in underground cables, but tangled their wires with tall trees.
- Mysore Maharaja, who inculcated the culture of tree-lined residential colonies.
- The civic watchdogs who lie asleep.
- The house-owners, who want their power fixed no matter what, to watch TV.
- The staff and onlookers who perhaps gain from selling off the stout branches.
- The jugaad heroes who tell us that we should carry on the way we run our country, and 'God Help the Greens.'
- The tree itself, for having proudly shown off its growth.
- God, who created this kinked world of men and trees, in constant competition for survival and flourish at each other's expense. Well stop it here, I say. Didn't Chaitanya extol the tree for its ultimate quality of tolerance and forbearance?
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