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MEIN KAMPH (MY STRUGGLE)

By V. Ganesh



I’m walking inside the cave to reach its entry. nothing is visible to me but my sense clearly tells a gummy substance containing sand is stick to my foot. "Oh! Oh! ho!". it is my blood from wounded foot. for five days anything doesn't touch my mouth except the dust. after walking long time I saw the light from outside. A relief and a fear visit my mind at a time, my heart beat rises by thinking violent murders done by the outside people. They destroyed our homes, build their homes on that. they placed many traps to eliminate my race.





"What should do? what should do?". Death by starving is more painful than sudden violent death which gives happiness to them. "Hmm! Ok huh! hu!". I run into the brightness. my eyes are adjusting for that sudden change. but I can't stop running. because if they spot me, I’m dead. my eyes are opened, my nose also opened widely when the food smell knocks it. I followed the smell. My legs are running faster than my mind. I must be careful that those cruel people placed many traps containing poisonous food to eliminate our race. I smelled that food strongly that means it is close to me. my doubts flowing in my mind "what if it is a trap? hmm". If I stay too long, they kill me. Dizziness starts nothing is visible to my eyes. I ran fast. I touched the food and placed in my mouth " ha! my tail struck by the trap". But the last meal is fine even if its poisonous or good.



By V. Ganesh




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