Rooted in Bengal’s hungry soils and watered by satire, the tales sprout through forests where bureaucrats plant saplings for photographs, only to chop them down for development the next day. Here, trees exchange gossip about farmers, climate chang...

Rooted in Bengal’s hungry soils and watered by satire, the tales sprout through forests where bureaucrats plant saplings for photographs, only to chop them down for development the next day. Here, trees exchange gossip about farmers, climate change, and the wrath of urban expansion—while secretly plotting ecological revenge. Ancient wood speaks in tongue-in-cheek parables, poking fun at humans who still cannot tell the difference between regeneration and deforestation, or eco-friendly and eco-fashionable. From the fiery “Flame of the Forest” to the epic misadventures of seeds trying not to be harvested by statistics, each page sows wit, irony, and caution. Through myth, memory, and mischief, the trees in this book demand to be read (and maybe even protected) before the next climate summit bulldozes both satire and saplings alike. If you have ever found wisdom in a banyan’s shade or sarcasm in a mango’s fall, this is your invitation—branch out, laugh along, and discover a new literature, rooted in the quirks and quiet rebellions of India’s most audacious trees