The Story Of Noble Man. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

once a gentleman who had no family bondage
Spent his earnings to purchase of a land
A long stretch of barren land
A sandy earth empty land
There he planted mango trees
Different varieties of those time
He cared them well giving life and blood
Watering, manuring, in times of need
The children helped the gentleman a lot
And after years it became a good plantation
Just like a forest in abundant shade
The people took rest underneath of mango trees
There came the birds in large numbers
They made their own heaven in mango trees
Nests were laid in branches so many
Sing the song to praise the old man
The gentleman with a walking stick and hat
Round the clock took care of his trees
Slowly good mango trees grown and ready
Sweet mangoes were plenty in the trees
He allowed the children to eat the mangoes
The elders, he gave enough to carry
As he was a man living single and no family ties
He continued his journey of life till the end
'Sahib' the people fondly called the man
He was a playmate for children with love
Years passed, the old man was tired
Slowly his walking was shortened for a little time
The children gathered the old man for stories
There he found his own happiness in life
Somewhere from a distant place a relative came
And carried the gentleman to spend his years
The people and children cried with sorrow, ,
The birds, crows, storks, cuckoos, made alarm sounds
The squirrels were saying something as a token farewell.