“Who the hell
threw this garbage in my fencing?” “How dare you throw it?” “Why
are you seeing me and shouting? Ask the person who threw it.” “I
know it should be only you and nobody else” “You have dared to do
such a thing, soiling my house” and she threw some garbage inside
the other fencing.
Mrs. Nirmala and Mrs. Durga were the ones who were fighting. This
was a routine thing for their neighbors. Every day they fought for
something or the other. Nobody knew the reason why they were fighting.
Few days back it was an interesting scene for the neighbors to listen
to them fighting. But as days passed by it became a routine and
no one watched them fight.
It all started off
with the Mango tree. Both the ladies lived in a government quarters.
There was a huge Mango tree which had grown in the middle of the
fencing line of both the house. It all started off when Mrs. Durga
saw a mango on the tree and tried to pluck it. Mrs. Nirmala claimed
that the tree is theirs as they have lived for many years in that
quarter and that they have been enjoying the fruits for years now.
Only if she wills, she would give some fruits to her neighbors,
so started the fight from that day. They would abuse each other
and sometimes do things like throwing garbage in each other’s premises.
Mango season had soon arrived and the tree had bloomed into so many
beautiful white flowers. Mrs. Nirmala and Mrs. Durga waited for
the opportunity to get their hands on the mangoes. On the same tree
there was a crow which built its nest. Mrs. Durga’s little son befriended
the crow and everyday in the morning when he had his breakfast the
crow would fly down to his balcony, and he would feed the crow a
little from whatever he ate - from bread to idly and dosa. The crow
observed from its nest the two ladies fight every day. And it used
to wonder why they fought every day for no reason at all. The crow
used to discuss this with its mate, “why do human beings fight for
no reason?” But she never received any reply from her mate as he
was as clueless as her.
The mango tree had
huge delicious and succulent mangoes by the time the crow laid three
eggs. One night when the crow was fast asleep on her nest, she heard
Mrs. Durga talking to a man, who was dressed in shorts and had a
sickle in his hand. The crow tried to understand what she was up
“Climb up the tree without making any noise and pluck all the mangoes,
put it inside this sack and bring it slowly. Remember don’t make
any noise.” And the man nodded his head, like an obedient slave.
He climbed the tree, as the crow watched him near a mango. He plucked
it slowly and started to fill the sack.
Suddenly the lights
were on in Mrs. Nirmala’s house and she started abusing Mrs. Durga
for what she was doing. She called her a thief. While Mrs. Durga
said that she was plucking mangoes of the tree and it was her right
as the roots are on her fence too. Their noise woke up the neighborhood
people. People started to jeer out of their windows and see what
the issue was this time between the two ladies. Their husbands
had to intervene and stop them from making a fool of themselves.
They said to each other no one will pluck the fruits henceforth.
The eggs soon hatched and the fruits from the tree ripened and started
falling down. Nobody could enjoy the delicious mangoes, other than
the squirrels, parrots, and few beggars who picked them from the
The crow saw the whole scene and said to her chicks “children learn
to be good, unlike humans”.
Leena Bose, I am a creative writer. I have a triple
masters in Literature and Mass communication. I love to write and
I started writing at the age of 16. I am a freelancer for Women's
Era, a Times group magazine. I love challenges in life and also
my profession. I am a go-getter and believe in teamwork rather than
be a one women army.