Heartlightening Stories

"Below the mango tree, Which reaches to the skies, Which's branches arise from above And where I sit tonight" Singing these lines while sitting under her favourite mango tree was a part of Isabel's routine.The mango tree was her best friend and was like hundreds of years old.At the age of 3 years she had first climbed the tree and till now she hadn't yet stopped. Living in a small,sophisticated family in India in Pune and climbing a huge mango tree everyday was a rare thing to do.But because of coming from U.K. at a young age of 2 years things had changed.They had a vast area at Pune and a 4 floored bunglow.Being the only child she was most loved and cared.Luxury was living at their house.WHAT NOT Amenities were available-swimming pool cum heater,a large beautifully maintained garden,air conditioners in every corner of their house,servant quarters and many more things which can't be imagined.She had a home tutor instead of going to school.Anything she wanted was brought to her in h