I didn’t die, thankfully, because it was not poisonous. I promise, I didn’t know then that an ounce of poison would be enough to kill a person. I plucked the fruit from the (False) Ashoka tree and ate it so cautiously, little by little and I survived. Now I can say that this fruit is edible but not tasty. It had all happened in my school days. We had a very old park behind our school and that was our lunchtime play area. It got place for all the games and we mostly played the run and catch (Tag) game. We took rest on the branches of the Ashoka trees when the catcher is not good at climbing the trees. That was actually unfair but we had no rules to stop it. These old trees got too much of fruits - in bunches like the grape cluster, and we couldn’t resist plucking them and throwing, after all, what else you would do as a kid? I perfectly remember the old mango tree in one of our schoolmates home. It was great pleasure spending time under that tree. We used play Marble and Top game
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