An old man with a receding hairline barely trying to hide his paunch in his pants, with other old men like him, laughing away the sorrows of their long lost youth; if Baobab trees could talk, they would be such annoying old men. Such is the persona of this tree that stands in deserted stretches of land of Africa, with a bottle-shaped trunk that widens at the base and narrows as it goes up, with branches growing out of the top.

