When did you feel USE & THROW?

From the notes of a coach

I have been to be in a Tea Estate. A very large ladder green structure, like a beautiful frill gown of a princess. That ecstasy excited me to walk through the green field to the factory. During the walk a very gentle, soft, shiny and aromatic freshly plucked bunch of tea leaves accompanied me.

Beholding the field, I sensed that someone is whispering in my ears… I looked around and realized that its tea leaves. Welcoming me as a Guest to their world. I was top of my enthusiasm as was not alone and quickly greeted them, hello! Would you like to tell me about yourself?

With a smile, Leaves said, Hi! I am Camellia and nature conceived me in cooler and rainy areas in acidic soil. The farmers need to take good care of the seedling stage of mine for three years to have a specific aroma and harvest. With a very compassionate and at the same time serious voice, shared, we (Leaves) love to be seed and plant our germination by personal care, delicately with the farmer’s hand. We enjoy constantly pruning throughout the year by picking just the top two leaves and buds. With a Bang!! After that, we flourish and are ready to see the rest of the world.

In my heart, I was resonating with her journey exactly like humans!! (Do you too?) . I just gathered myself and asked what next? What is the world?

Camellia noticed my curious face and said now the process of becoming “Tea of your Cup” starts my friend. It’s a long process, to look at the factory, each stage of Withering, Rolling, Oxidization and Drying. Like an intellectual Philosopher, said, you know some times steamed or roasted method to be chosen.

All of sudden, I uttered Aah! as if I was not observing leaves but humans in the ups and downs of life while surviving in the external environment. (Seems you too saw yourself)

Camellia felt that I am exhausted. With elegant hospitality, she said hey! Friend have a sip.

I didn’t realise that when I reached the tea serving counter. Looked around and asked for a cup of tea. Camellia was still enjoying the seat of my palm. I was in my thoughts that it’s a very tough or say brutal journey for her.

While inhaling the rejuvenating aroma of tea, with a shock, I stood and said OHHHH NOOOO …the tea maker was squeezing the tea in the sieve and throwing it in a bin.

Camellia was confused by my gesture and I was overwhelmed by seeing and recapping the entire process. With a choked voice I said to her, It's so painful when after such a long and struggling journey, someone uses (you) and throws.

In a very calm and composed manner, Camellia said,” Now I am COMPOST!! “. Ready to facilitate the cultivation of many more siblings….she was smiling at the purpose.

I know, with me, you all are asking yourself that is it really use and throw or life defined different purposes at each and every stage. It seems it’s not others' uses and throws, actually it's we who give meaning or label ourselves, “At Destination” whereas it’s “Journey with Purpose”.

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