SAVIOUR

Jack groaned in pain. He glared at the wide ground in vexation. A relief came to his mind. “Hope that today those naughty boys won’t disturb me. How can the demeanor of children be so rude? I was always man’s true servant and is this the reward for me?

Jack tried to move but couldn’t. Yesterday the naughty boys of the street had beaten him so harshly. Jack swooned with pain. When he felt conscious he realized the truth that the boys had slaughtered his long tail.

“Hey guys, here is the dirty creature”. Before jack could do anything, a sharp stone hit his head. He tried to run away. As more he tried, blood oozed from his deep wounds. All his struggles were in vain.

“My death has come”. Jack slowly closed his eyes.

“Friends, run, run. He is mad”. One of the boys cried frightened. Within a few seconds silence faded the noise.

Jack couldn’t believe his eyes that he was alive. He could only see the old man dressed in worn tunic passing nearby. The man had wrinkled face with long dirty beard and tangled hair. Jack tried to produce soulful sound of ‘thanks’. He wished that if animals could talk.

Days passed. School has reopened. Now the naughty boys had no time to disturb Jack. Jack then after didn’t see the old man, who came like a saviour of his life from God.

He started his day as usual in search of food. He went to the deserted place overflowed with heaps of wastes, in hope that he would get some morsel to suppress his hunger.

Jack was shocked to see the breathless body. He gazed at the face resting in heavenly peace. He felt something breaking inside his hearts core. Tears of sonorous love filled his eyes.

It was the ‘saviour’ who gave him a new life!