counting down to its death

there used to be a patch of small little forest in front of my house, but recently it gave way to some new construction of hosuing blocks. the constructor firm brought down all the trees except one within days.

that sole tall tree stood in the middle of the bald land. if u are smart enough, you would have guessed that it was a durian tree. it is the durian season now and it was bearing quite a lot of durians. all of us would realize that probably the contractor was keeping it to reap the fruits. deep down inside me, i was praying that this tree would be preserved and left untouched. how many durians are left in SG?

so it stood there for weeks... one morning on the way to the bus stop, i realized the tree was gone. the land was really bald and being occupied by heavy machines. so the emotional side of me took over for a while, imagine u r the tree.. and you are counting down to your death.. you know once your amazing moment is over ( which will be bearing fruits), your life will be over. people would reap from your hard work and probably no one will remember you in the future.

this could be just be any of our lives.. we live for the moment and we could be gone for the next.