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  • In 1989 we shifted to a smaller house because it was manageable.I had to check and lock only one main door rather than a dozen in the previous one.It was a daily Herculean task tiring and risky.This house was like a divine gift.
    I was comfortable because there was less chance of rapidly losing weight.I had less distance to cover to reach the kitchen.
    'Everyone is responsible for order and cleanliness' The first rules were set and we felt somewhat in the 'present day language' 'Updated'
    The kids were not babies anymore.

    We planted three trees just outside the front wall. There was just enough space.
    They grew slowly and time passed. They grew along with our children. My son and two daughters passed high school and graduated.
    We would take photographs standing in front of them, specially when the flowers were in full bloom.We parked our KIA Classic car in their shade during the hot season.
    The trees are still firm and strong.
    One an evergreen,one which blossoms small pink flowers and the third brightens up the place with purple flowers.

    All three are different.They stand side by side. When the strong cold wind blows they seem to support each other.They give space to all birds who fly in to perch tweet and peck at the tiny insects or bits of grain on the terrace.

    They accept each other as the Earth accepts them.
    When the flowers wither and the leaves fall, the Earth accepts them too.
    I sensed deep loyalty in Nature where I heard the silence, saw the beauty, grace, and grandeur, peace spread like the calm sea that manifests itself spread out as far as the eye can see, and moving in small waves, as the cool breeze touches the skin to prove that it is there,making the unseen connection.
    I stepped on the terrace, feeling happy, at being blessed with another day and a lovely warm sunny morning, I turned and then I saw these trees so clearly reflecting the early rays of the Mid March sun...The two pine trees.One green and firm, the other dry and dying.
    They were together...

    This I felt was 'Sublime Acquiesence'
    How vital is acceptance in diversity. I pray we may all understand...
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