Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “-sty.” Find a word that ends in “-sty” or use the word “sty.” Enjoy!
There was a hillside behind our home, covered with trees, years
ago. The owners sold the land to someone and they sold it to someone else. Two years ago, the trees were cut down and the slope became a level land. Recently, work was going on from morning to evening and mud was being transported to some place. The mud made the surroundings so dusty that we found it better to wear masks at home. There was a layer of dust inside too. The plants looked a sorry brown. Though we water the plants daily, it is not possible to remove the layer of dust on the leaves. Last Sunday, unexpectedly, it rained for more than an hour. It was raining in different parts of our state. Very unseasonal! The dusty leaves became green again. The mud is not being transported now but we do not know when work will start again.
Thinking of all the trees human beings are cutting down in the name of development I am reminded of Treebeard.
Lord of the Rings is one of my favourite books. I have read it many times in the past three decades. Last month I finished listening to its audio book. Through the course of the story, two hobbits, Merry and Pippin are carried away by orcs but they escape and flee into Fangorn, the most ancient of forests. They are thirsty and quench their thirst by drinking water from a stream. They walk on and meet Treebeard, an Ent. Ents are tree-herds like shepherds. Treebeard is the oldest ent. Treebeard says his motto is ‘do not be hasty’. The story goes on, involving trees and many other beings.
When I think of hasty, Twitter comes to mind. I do not have an account and I don’t think I will ever have one. We read in the newspaper about this person and that person posting their opinions on this platform. I feel many are so hasty in posting their thoughts without thinking whether it should be expressed or not. It has been said that it is not good to suppress our feelings but I think there should be some discretion. And if we express our opinions, we should be ready to listen to the opinions of others.
Today’s prompt has got me thinking about trees and they remind me of our visit to McLeod Ganj, a hill station in the Dhauladhar ranges, last January. We had a cold and wonderful time there. We could see the Himalayan peaks from our hotel window. They are awe inspiring. We enjoyed looking at them on misty mornings. They look different at different times of the day. But early mornings were special, the mist covered peaks looked ethereal. They will remain precious memories.