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12th Dec 2014

I was trudging through the dense forest at midday sun sometime in the near future.As you know I like forests specially the dank wild fragrance which one can't sniff in a city. What was I doing in a forest alone?? Because I had nothing better to do.Just whiling away time and looking for a herb which a sage had told me would keep me healthy till my last day. The night before I had paid him a visit and the sage had given me a small "sal" leaf packet tied up with some root.He told me not to open the packet until I had reached the Great Forest.

I was however compelled to open the package in the privacy of my home and found in it a tiny dried small leaf.I wondered what this tiny shrivelled leaf could do to drive away my old age blues when learned MDs have failed.My job was to fetch the same leafed plant from the Great Forest and plant it in my garden. One tiny leaf a day crushed and taken with a few drops of honey would keep my maladies at bay.

It was a very difficult task to find out the plant. But the sage had kindly allowed me to take a sniff at one of the fresh leaves in his own tiny flower pot.The smell was unique indeed !! After an hours trek into the Great Forest I was lucky to find the plant. I plucked it out from the roots with some mud taking care not to damage it and carried it home in a plastic bag.

In two weeks the plant grew well in my front yard.I took the first "dose" early this morning and I feel as light as rain and I've begun writing nonsense again. So readers if you want me to stop writing on postpoems please uproot the plant quickly. But I warn you I shall fight tooth and nail to prevent the theft. I tried informing the local Police about it but they said that I was a pestering nonsensical old man.It is now around 1.30 p.m local time and I'll now stop since I must visit the sage and thank him.