The Story of Arbor ~6

  

The story of Arbor

“ Nature is always ready, are we humans ready for that deal.”

The treaty

Inside the box, I was feeling a little weightless and had trouble breathing. I felt oxygen was less in the chamber. After a long time, I was taken out of the plane and loaded me in the truck again. And then took me through a very beautiful white palace. The scenery was different. I can sense that I am in a different place. The place is not my home town. The buildings are much higher. The humans are white with different hair colours. Some Places are a lot greener than others. The lightings of human civilisations are even brighter and colourful here. There is no difference between day and night. It was  a foreing land, and I was brought as a captive here, I thought at first. The place where I was kept already had many prisoners like me. But none was hardly my age. Lot of humans visit us. There were some after-takers that took care of our needs.The place was huge and no-one could make friends with -each other. Our roots are confined to our buckets, so no-social communication. I can hear the sounds of animals at night. It was that , next to our prison was another prison for animals, where animals are kept behind bars. I heard some humans taking that way. Well I lived three centuries with humans and  animals , I heard many different languages and also understood them well. Their language is different, but at least I can distinguish the sound of sorrow, happiness and doutness. 

 International Botanical Garden of Japan of 25th century

And this is how I was brought to the current home, International Botanical Garden of Japan of the 25th century , exactly two centuries ago . It is the largest garden on marble as well as on soil. Precious and rare plants from various parts of the world are kept in the Garden of marble. They are showcased to outsiders. Scientists do many experiments on us to revive our kind again. Special environments are provided to those trees. I am also one of them. My room is a Special room with tropical conditions under human control.  For  my company they brought the grass, small plants and Birds from Nebn.  In fact an entire building is made for the nebn's and other Rainforest members. I am the head and oldest in the room. I have always seen humans as monsters but now all of a sudden I am being treated so well, I can no longer think of them as monsters. Every tree deserves this treatment. But I wonder how my nebn wood is now ? How are they staying in that place? Whether there any Nebn left in the Nebn wood or has the Government sold them to other places just like me. I have no answer to these questions. I am always worried about Nebn.  I beg everyone who is reading my story please save the North-East Tropical Rainforest of India, the natural beauty of Nebn. Where highly advanced countries are trying to revive the forest again, they destroyed centuries ago, and  the Humans of Nebn is trying to make concrete forest by cutting the trees. I firmly believe that a country is advanced only when it can maintain the nature and human world coperature. Nature is always ready for that. The main thing is what are humans going to decide till the 25th century.

-R Choudhury