A Man from Earth

A man takes longer to mature than a woman. His body grows just like a coconut tree; still he never realizes that his strong muscular body is incapable of giving shades to others. He stretches his arms and swings with the fluctuating human emotions just like a coconut tree bends its body when a storm or shower hits it. Still keeping memories of those fleeting moments he moves forward. He again prepares himself to live up to the expectation of people around him. Tightening up his muscles he has to act as the strength of his dear ones. He folds his sleeves to carry all the burdens and to take the responsibility life brings towards his way.

The day after the storm, just like the coconut tree again stands straight holding up its head high and wait for the sun to rise again; a man too moves on with life hiding his weakness, holding his pain and regrets as he realizes he does not have any options left for him other than being strong. For him, the day starts with hopeful eyes of his dear ones looking at him as if they want to ask him, when are you going to make it big in life? As the day progresses answering so many questions of others, looking at the hopes of his dear ones, and faith of his loved ones on him; he ends the day saying, “My life is no more only mine.” He slowly finds himself lost in the crowd where every one is in a hurry to meet the need and greed. With success and money coming his way, he finds the path is leading him to a beautiful destination. He pulls up his socks and starts running towards that destination with pride and confidence.

Time passes, calendar changes, clock tickles. No one realizes that what if coconut tree is incapable of giving shades;  inside its fruit it offers both fluid and food to get rid of thirst and hunger. A man reaches the last phase of his life. He finds himself separated from the crowd. Success, money seems meaningless to him. He starts looking at the reflection of his happiness and seeks for a moments of peace and togetherness with his dear ones. Now he gains enough maturity, wisdom and experience to realize his life was only his that he willingly shared with everyone around him. He sits on an armchair, looks at the setting of the sun below the horizon. He remembers those moments which were completely his; those memories he treasured inside him to cherish for a lifetime.

He shuts his eyelids. Tears roll out of his eyes and dissolve on his cheeks. He murmurs, “My life was mine… and I should have lived few moments just for myself.”

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17 thoughts on “A Man from Earth

  1. Thanks for this perspective of what it is like to grow and mature and have the responsibilities of being a man. This is why I respect by husband so much…having that responsibility of being the strong one, the provider and the one with the answers to keep the family together. As you know I’ve always worked and I had a large part of parenting our children. As our son started getting older, I differed to my husband many times to parent my son because I knew I wasn’t equipped to teach him the lessons he needed to mature into a man.
    Anyway, your post really made me think. Thanks for sharing.

    • Thanks for sharing your thoughts Becky. Yes, being a man it’s the responsibility to keep the family together and value happiness of others just like his own. But what I feel is most important is to make sure the future does not hold any regrets. I do not want to look back at life and tell I should have experienced this or if it would have make me happier.

  2. Loved this piece and where it took me, a great way to see life is never our own but it does become richer if we share it.

  3. What an interesting comparison — so vivid, I could picture a young man growing up just like a coconut tree. And of course I think of my son, and the man he will become. And I want to hold him and hug him forever. Beautifully written. I especially enjoyed this line, “…wisdom and experience to realize his life was only his that he willingly shared with everyone around him.” You’ve captured the quiet strength and fear that water so many of our trees… may you feel wrapped in peace as you re-read your beautiful words.

    • Melissa, your comments are always more thoughtful than my posts. You always compel me to re-read my posts. :) Yes like always you could mention my own fav line. I wanted to share the thought how a man has to hide his own fear in order to appear stronger in front of others with this one; if I could do it than I am happy. And I have no doubt your son will become a wonderful man; considering he has some wonderful people around him to give him all the valuable lesson which a human soul needs in order to nurture.

  4. how you compare this man’s life with that of a growing coconut tree and the capabilities of what could have been…to wrapping up the man in his old age, sadly reflecting, makes a nice read for the imagination to linger over. and, top it with the gorgeous photograph…nicely done, Arindam!

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