MY DREADFUL FATE
-Which landed me in HUMAN Trap
On a chilly and misty morning my mother nestled between steep cliffs and had chosen a thick leafy bush to beat
the cold. The wind was ruffling through the trees, the birds chirping in the sky and the monkeys chattering in the
trees. As the sun climbed high and the mists dispersed, she gave birth to me and my sister, two tiger cubs,
squealing and whimpering balls of fur at that time. Me, being very timid and shy at that time, would run to my
mother even when a butterfly flickered by. Mother was gentle and loving with us. She would often play with us,
but, she hated it when we strayed towards the edge of the bush. Mother would always go out in the morning to
bring us food and we would hate being left alone. Even mother hated leaving us. But she had no choice as she had
to feed us and so she had to hunt. She would soon come back with some delicious food for us. Those were the
days! When the days passed, we grew more confident and started chasing the small creatures around us. I still
remember those days. Presently, I don’t know what fate holds for me. Being shut up in the bars of a cage in not at
all the life I dreamt of. I have still not got over the grief of losing my sister and mother. I was out in search of food,
my mother being ill, when I heard a bullet being fired. I ran to the spot and saw my mother and sister lying on the
ground, unconscious. Someone called Corbett had targeted them and was now after me. I ran without even seeing
mother and my dearest sister to escape the deadly hands of Corbett and his men. I thought to take revenge and I
dragged a man out of their camp by his feet and carried him away while he screamed. I was too fast for them and
no one could catch me. He proved to be a great feast for me for many days. I kept taking out someone or the other
from their camp. One day, someone called Mehmoud, struck me a hot frying pan on my nose. I never dared to go
there again. Life had been great with my mother and sister but now performing stunts in front of people,
entertaining them and making my master happy is what I have to do. I had been living peacefully in the jungle with
my little friends, when one day I saw Mehmoud alone in the house of Corbett. I planned to play a prank on him by
scaring him but that prank backfired on me. While I was following Mehmoud to the terrace, Jim Corbett fired me
and I don’t remember anything after that. When I finally opened my eyes I was being carried away in a circus
carrier. After that my life was changed. I would have to perform different stunts, some really dangerous, but I
would have to do this or else my master would beat me. Many years have passed and I have now become used to
his scolding. Today, I had to jump through a burning ring but I jumped in an incorrect angle. A sharp pain shot
through my back. My master now regards me as useless and has closed me in a cage, maybe permanently. I feel
unhappy when I remember my happy days but no one can help me now. Only The Almighty has the power to do so
and I am waiting for Him to call me as soon as possible because I can’t live with men now. They ruined my life.