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...and this is the story

. . . Oh! there once was a tree. And also there once was a huge rock. They lived for many years together. Tree believed that he was greatest because he was about to touch the sky. Rock believed that he was greatest because he had lived millions of years and was as old as the earth itself. They quarreled sometimes trying to prove themselves the greatest. Then one day in 21st century,a contractor arrives. He looks at the tree and also at the rock. Then he goes and comes back with powerchain, drilling machine and some explosives. The next day, tree is heading for sawmill and the rock is heading for crusher.

I believe in legend...

Anitha Santhi is an Ecological Scientist originally from Kerela. She is the main force behind Tamil fishermen and villagers opposing the construction of nuclear power project in  Tamil Nadu. Her book titled NO, which can be seen in her hands not only moved millions to oppose the project but also created  tides of supporters among natives and non-natives, Indians and non-Indians, writers and readers, etc. Such is the force of dedication, selflessness  and expertise. I have all the respect for this unsung legendary lady.

I was really moved by this story

A young couple moves into a new neighborhood. The next morning while they are eating breakfast, the young woman sees her neighbor hanging the wash outside. "Tha ... t laundry is not very clean; she doesn't know how to wash correctly. Perhaps she needs better laundry soap." Her husband looks on, remaining silent. Every time her neighbor hangs her wash to dry, the young woman makes the same comments. A month later, the woman is surprised to see a nice clean wash on the line and says to her husband: "Look, she's finally learned how to wash correctly. I wonder who taught her this? " The husband replies, "I got up early this morning and cleaned our windows." And so it is with life... What we see when watching others depends on the clarity of the window through which we look