“These fruits smell like rose, what are these?” Dan was looking at a small oval shaped fruits at ethnic food stall.
“It is Rose Apple or Plum Rose, perhaps only fruit that smells like a rose,” Juggernaut took a bite, chewing with intensity to savor the sweet taste of Plum Rose.
“I don’t understand how a fruit can smell like a flower, I wish the fruit has more flesh and lesshollow seed cavity,” Dan opened the fruit to find large seed occupying thelarge hollow seed cavity surrounded by thin faint pink flesh with the scent of a rose.
“Surprisingly it is not the scent of Rose that made the Rose Apple famous but the person who took shelter under this tree for shade made the tree to become the Tree of Enlightenment.”
“You mean the tree was known for giving knowledge?”
“No, not the tree; Indian Prince Siddhartha was believed to be meditating under the shade of Rose Apple tree around 2500 years ago when he attained enlightenment that led him to become a mystic travelling around preaching simple living for happiness. His followers called him Buddha or source of knowledge and his philosophy turned into Buddhism as we know it now.”
“Well, I shall consider sitting under a Rose Apple tree and beg for enlightenment.”
“It won’t work that way Dan, Siddhartha could have attained enlightenment either sitting or standing under Rose Apple or any tree or any structure for that matter, but he chose to sit under Rose Apple tree to meditate for cool shade from the branches with thick leaves and perhaps enjoyed Rose apples for its wonderful scent of Rose.” “I am not sure whether you will get enlightened just by sitting under Rose Apple tree but certainly you will have a cool shade with rose flavor fruits to enjoy.”