She stood tall. And firm. She was proud of her strength. The little ones beneath her grew in her shade to whom she offered protection when it rained. She could face it all. And then a strong wind blew one day. It threatened to uproot her from the ground. While she tried to face the storm, the grass huddled to her protection. Suddenly, she became aware of the need to bend sometimes.

And that day she became a little more wiser.

 Muskaan Kabir writes at – Letters : Dream, Explore , Discover

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