I am wandering in quaint resilient banyan tree with the hope to get prosperous faith of lighting future of abundance. In sukartal Muzaffarnagar a holy place where the enchanting river ganga flow and a giggle of water splash sprung out with my quick hand made slopes in water. The quaint old banyan tree (5000 years old ) where our loard king got moksha after Saint sukdevji has given him seven days sermon and vocaled bhagavat gita. A place where you can feel nirvana in front of you tangibly while acknowledging their presence like Our Gods. The banyan tree looks shaggy and undistinguished, uninhabited to the incomprehensible vibe of the sequestered human mind.