Tree of Life

The banyan has always been more than a tree. It is a universe in itself. Its roots reach deep into the earth like memories that refuse to fade, while its branches stretch wide, weaving a canopy that holds both silence and song. Under its shade, time seems to slow. Birds return to roost, weary travellers pause, and prayers rise with the wind that stirs its leaves.

Across cultures, it is revered as the Tree of Life - a Kalpavriksha, a wish-fulfilling tree, embodying shelter, wisdom, and connection. Beneath its vast embrace, countless stories have been born. Scriptures recall rishis who meditated at its roots, seeking truths beyond words. Folklore remembers poets and thinkers who found inspiration in its stillness, their words carried like fruit upon its branches. Writers, saints, and wanderers have all looked to the banyan as both witness and companion, a silent keeper of human longing and divine promise.

At Kashkan, this wall draws from that same spirit. Like the banyan, it reminds us that to belong is to be rooted and yet expansive, to hold centuries within and still grow toward the light. It carries the essence of life itself, endlessly branching, endlessly returning, endlessly whole.