Imli Puran

A tamarind tree stands tall at the crossroads of a remote town in Southern Tamil Nadu as a mute spectator of changing times; of greed and goodness, of love and hatred. The tree provides shelter to one and all without discriminating, and witnesses the huge gaps that exist between communities and people. The tamarind tree is neither the protagonist nor the narrator. It is only a witness to social, political and economic changes that take place around it. Many stories unfold around it until it falls victim to man’s greed one day and is reduced to a bare stump.