Wallpaper and कुसुमाग्रज

It is quite strange. I was in my friend's room, we had to work on a case. He powered on his laptop and his wallpaper reminded me of कुसुमाग्रज 

No, he is not marathi, and I am sure he doesn't even know that a person called कुसुमाग्रज ever walked this earth. 

He had a lone tree as his wallpaper. Dry grassland and just a single tree. nothing living in sight - no animals, no birds, not even a single other tree.

It reminded me of a poem by कुसुमाग्रज - पाचोळा. 

आड वाटेला दूर एक माळ, तारू त्यावरी एकाला विशाल, 

आणि त्याच्या बिलगुनिया पदास, जीर्ण पाचोळा तो पडे उदास... 

A  few leaves had fallen and lay like neglected toys on the grass. Scorching sun burns them, the black scary night covers everything, rain drench the grassland, tree and the fallen leaves. The leaves on three turn and twist in wind as if laughing at the fallen leafy soldiers. 

And all of sudden, out of nowhere, a gush of wind blows all the leaves.....the land is cleared....for more leaves to fall down.

आणि अंती एक दिन त्या वनात, येई धावत चौफेर क्षुब्ध वात,

दिसे पाचोळा, घेरुनी तयाते, नेई उडवूनी त्या दूर दूर कोठे,

          आणि जागा मोकळी हो तळाशी, पुन्हा पडण्या वरतुनी पर्ण-राशी 

Actually this is the circle of life. Birth, youth, adulthood, old-age and death. And someone is already there in line to take place of the fallen.

Ms Abha S Bhuskute