There is a beautiful colony. Jest like a haven. Weavers are living in. Three hundred numbers of houses are there. Each one house belong two trees. When if you go there tree welcome. All those trees ware planted by only man. His name Eranna.
Once up on a time it is in out of the town. Now it is in middle. Fifty years back it is open place. The chair man of the weavers gets permission to build a colony in that place. Some amount granted by the central government. And remain of the balance amount under loan given by the state government.
Eranna is a common man. He is very poor. His father and mother were died at age of tenth. No relatives’ front or back. He works as a house boy.
Foundation starts to build buildings. Trees are in the plan. But they refused. Because the reason of maintenance problem.
One after noon he is walking to the hills. After then he took some rest under a tree. Sun rises with high heat. Just close the eyes in the cool air. A fruit fell down on his head with the sound tuck. Take it in hand. An Idea strikes out about the buildings constructed aria. ``There no trees. I have growth’’. He gathered some plants. He went there with the plants. Dig the pits planted the plants. Firs the chairman laughed for his doing. Latter he under stand he is perfect. He arranged a little salary for him. And he planted some more deferent plants like neem mango extra. He supplied water, and he protects with round fancy weaved by the bamboos sticks.
Only one man growthed all those trees. `Tree man’ an award given by the chair man and colony peoples
He built a new shelter near hill place. There some fruits trees are there. Coconut tree would be there. Daily he eats fruits and drinks coconut water.
One day in the early morning cyclone came. One tree fell downed with the roots. Cuts wood and keep it in safe.
``Why do you kept the wood. What can you do?’’ told the colony people.
``Oh! To day ma age seventy. I am living with the bended body. I will be die one or one day as like as this tree. Necessity for this wood to make a funeral box for me. So many uses from the tree. We eat fruits Teeth brushes Take under rest Breaths fresh air Drinks coconut water. Last we used those woods after death to bury’’ told them.
He sacrificed his life. He satisfied.
Now he is no. But his name in the trees waves.
Earth in heavy heat. Now we follows globing warm. Protect the earth.
Every body one planet a plant.
