When a traveller has walked miles, after having left his home for somewhere known or unknown, he seeks refuge under a giant tree...in her lap-like shadow to escape the scorching sun. To take a break from monotony. He is not going to stay here for ...

When a traveller has walked miles, after having left his home for somewhere known or unknown, he seeks refuge under a giant tree...in her lap-like shadow to escape the scorching sun. To take a break from monotony. He is not going to stay here for ever but only until...it's time. Until he has, apart from relishing her breeze-like-kisses on the forehead, recollected all he has come across, throughout the journey. He will either close his eyes to nap (and dream without falling asleep) or he will behold the horizon to meditate. All that would occur to him is Stories. These stories have been collected (retold) as A Giant Tree Of Benevolence. It's actually an amalgamation or anthology of anecdotes or accounts of what a few important people would've felt while they were locked down in their own homes or wherever and whenever in their lives. It might be considered as a collection of several stories a single man who has been a lot of people at once or at different points of time. He has travelled many paths but he has resorted to one tree that will enlighten him and inspire other people. Maybe, readers like you. The description might sound sophisticated or surreal, if not unreal, but the book is going to be as simple as it can be. One cannot classify this objectively, as a journal or a book of musings, but would rather, perceive it according to his/her own experience as a true reader. In short, it's a call to join the meditator under the tree.