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Old tree: You can pick the dead branches fallen on the ground to cook your

food. You don’t have to cut a tree! For God’s sake! Have mercy! If you

have to cut somebody, cut me as I am old. I can neither give shade, nor
fruits or flowers to anyone.

Hari felt ashamed.

Hari: (with regret in his voice) I am sorry! I had no intention of hurting any
one.

All the other trees also felt guilty as they had never valued the old tree who had

finally saved them from getting chopped. They apologised to the old tree.

All trees: (together)

Oh! Old Tree! We love you! We love you!

Your leaves that gave shade,
The fragrance your flowers sprayed.

Your fruits that everyone relished,

Are memories that we all cherish.

You have grown quite old now.

But before you, we all bow!

The old tree had tears in his eyes but they were tears of happiness.

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