Chandu And The Peanut Tree
was lazily munching roasted peanuts under the shade of the huge
mango tree in grandfather’s garden. Summer holidays were almost
coming to an end and like most kids; Chandu was enjoying thoroughly
the last few holidays. Grandfather’s little garden was a great solitary
place Chandu could enjoy. In the afternoons when the adults in the
house would take an afternoon nap, Chandu would find his way to
When grandfather entered through the gates, he saw little Chandu
merrily whistling and munching peanuts. ‘So,’ grandfather thought
to himself. “Chandu is a nature lover, just like me!’ He prided.
He went to the place where his grandson was sitting, knelt beside
him, and taking a few peanuts in his hands said,” Do you love peanuts,
Grandfather and Chandu were very close. Chandu’s enthusiasm, naughtiness
and innocence always fascinated grandfather, and grandfather’s gentle
ways always attracted Chandu. “I do love peanuts, grandpa. But,
can’t we have a groundnut tree in your garden? I would love to see
it and collect groundnuts from OUR garden and give it to grandma
so that she can roast them, and we all can have so much fun eating
them together!” Said Chandu excitedly.
thought for a moment and said – “ You will have to sow seeds
for that, dear! Well, then, get up and fetch some good unroasted
peanuts from grandmother. I know a place where you can have
the groundnuts grow well.” Chandu loved the idea, and he was
back in a jiffy with what grandfather had asked. Grandfather
took Chandu to a little shaded place in the garden, where
the sun was not too harsh for the little plant to grow. “This
place is just right for the groundnuts, Chandu. Sow the peanuts
here. Grandfather made a little ‘channel’ in the moist mud
and let Chandu gently press the peanuts in and cover them
with soil. “Water them daily, Chandu,” grandfather advised.
The little five-year-old kid now had a lovely responsibility.
He had to care for something now! Chandu would do his duty
religiously. He would water the place, where he had sown the
seeds, everyday. Everyday while watering he would say, “Grow
little seed, into a lovely plant, and then slowly grow into
a tree!” and then wait near the place just to see if the plant
has sprouted, as though somehow the little seed would listen
One day, Chandu grew
quite impatient, and was almost going to give up, when he saw two
little green leaves jutting out in the place. “Hey! Hey!” Chandu
exclaimed with joy and ran inside to tell the good news to grandfather.
Chandu now had something to care for, something to protect and the
little plant growing little by little brought great pride and joy
to Chandu. But, the holidays, ended soon, and Chandu had to return
to the town where he studied. While leaving grandfather’s home,
Chandu sadly sat down near the little plant. Grandfather noticed
little Chandu’s sad face among the many happy sunflowers in the
little garden. “Don’t worry about your plant, Chandu, I will take
care of it. O.K.?” A little assurance, and a few peanuts in Chandu’s
hands, brought a smile back on his face.
Soon, enough summer turned to rainy and rainy season to winter season.
It was time for Diwali holidays, and Chandu was looking forward
to visit grandfather again! Before starting to grandfather’s home,
Chandu phoned grandfather- to tell him that he was coming by the
train. Grandfather told good news to Chandu – “The peanuts are ready,
Chandu, we will take them out when you come!” During the train journey,
Chandu wondered about the groundnut ‘tree’. It must be as big as
‘Grandpa’s mango tree’. I would climb ‘my’ tree and get peanuts!
He dreamed and dreamed about the lovely tree. As soon as, Chandu
reached grandfather’s home, he first visited the garden to see his
groundnut tree! He ran to the place where he had last seen the plant.
But, alas! Where was the tree?! “Grandpa!” Chandu called out in
disbelief and running inside the house said,” there is no groundnut
tree in the garden. Where did it go?!”
Chandu’s confusion. He smilingly calmed Chandu down, carried him
out to the peanut ‘tree’ and caringly asked, ”So, where do you think
peanuts grow, Chandu? How big will your tree grow?” Sobbing, Chandu
managed to say, ”My groundnut tree would be as tall as your Mango
tree. And I thought that I would climb the groundnut tree and get
groundnuts for you!” “Well,” said grandfather, “you probably have
a little surprise waiting for you!” Putting Chandu down, grandfather
pointed to the little shrubs. “These are your peanut trees, Chandu!”
Gently, pulling out one plant out of the ground, so that its roots
came out, grandfather explained – “and these are your peanuts! Will
you help me take them out now, dear?”
Chandu’s joy knew no bounds. It did not mater if he did not have
a huge tree; it was just the joy of growing perfect little groundnuts
that he could share with everybody. When at the end of the day,
grandfather and Chandu, finished removing all the groundnuts, they
washed them clean, and let them dry. Next day, Chandu showed all
his cousins and friends the little peanuts that he and grandfather
grew together. In the evening grandmother roasted the peanuts, and
everybody had a lovely time priding Chandu and laughed at the innocent
story. “I suppose you have a lesson to learn from all this, Chandu,”
grandfather said, “It’s not always high up in the sky, that we get
what we want. What we love most might not always be as huge as the
mango tree. Sometimes, there are little things like the peanuts
that matter to us. And often it is in our roots that we find most
of the things we want!” Chandu had surely learnt his lesson well!
Contributing Story Teller: Rao
Vandana Parankusam I am a lecturer of Aerospace Instrumentation.
I love writing simple stories. I like translating short Russian
stories into English too.