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Diary of a Tusker


25th January, 2019

I was bleeding and one of my tusks was broken into half. There was a lot of commotion, angry voices and fireworks. Everything was happening fast and my mind wasn’t able to register. My legs were chained and ropes were lassoed around my head. I swayed from side to side and a giant metallic hand tried to lift me. I was weak, scared and longed to see my family. I fought to the best of my ability but the syringe on my back immoblised me. I was treated like a criminal even though I’ve never hurt a soul. My body became hot and my eyes were drooping. Before I knew it, I was deported to an unknown land in the middle of the night.

26th January, 2019

When I came back to my senses, my stomach growled and my tongue was dry. There was no use searching for food or water, as all I saw were houses instead of trees and rivers. I wanted to see my family. I searched for them everywhere but I realised I was far from home.

30th January, 2019

The sun rose and set but I was still walking. I didn’t know where I was going but my will to reunite with my family was stronger than any tranquiliser. I walked miles and I thought I had finally come home. But my joy didn’t last. I saw humans running away from me even though I was just trying to locate my herd. I heard fireworks again. I did not understand why they were trying to shoo me away from my own land.

3rd February, 2019

I don’t know what would happen to me. I don’t know if I’ll see my family again. I wish I knew the language of humans. All I would ever ask them is to let me live peacefully. I wondered if it was too much to ask.

Comments

  1. virtualboi3 February 2019 at 21:12

    Everyone should start to realize that we share this world with other beings. If we destroy their environment, we destroy ours in the process.
    Great writing����

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  2. Varun3 February 2019 at 22:53

    Well said. Being the intelligent creatures on the planet doesn't give the licence to deprive of the livelihoods of other creatures.

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  3. Varun3 February 2019 at 22:54

    Telling the sorrows of an elephant from its own perspective.....well done!

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  4. Varun3 February 2019 at 22:57

    True words! We're the termites of this planet. Perfectly written.

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  5. PadmaVenkat4 March 2019 at 18:21

    Perfect capture of the emotions.

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  6. Unknown25 June 2019 at 19:00

    Liked your presentation

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  7. Unknown2 September 2019 at 22:07

    Whether it's the intolerable attitude or non acceptable behavior of the writer?

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