Into The Wild

A leopard died in Mysore, all thanks to the gross misconduct and negligence by citizens. The means that were used to capture it proved to be fatal for the animal.

People in their fear, sometimes hurt too badly. It's always a way of proving one's bravery.

Another leopard had died recently in Pune which had strayed in a residential area. After the post-mortem was conducted, grass was found in it's stomach. It was a hungry leopard, a starving leopard. That poor leopard in it's task of foraging for food found itself in a civilised area which then brought about it's untimely death.

Officials who are supposedly supposed to know the right method to deal with these strays are quite clearly doing an awful job. What makes one decide that animals are worthless and that it is okay if they get hurt and die?

The leopard obviously had no need to present itself in an inhabited area; but ultimately it is us who have signed it's death certificate . No reasons need to be given for that.

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Yet again, another blast.

Yet again, lives lost in a senseless and mindless task.

Yet again, more bereavement.
Yet again, churned grief, anguish and torment.

Yet again, more cliched political commentary.
Yet again, a day for them (the fanatics) to make merry.

Yet again, time for political parties to raise their hackles.
Yet again, time for people to cry and wither behind shackles.

Yet again, more probes.
Yet again, lost hopes.

Yet again, another day. And yet again, another blast.
Tomorrow is another day. So yet again, another blast.

LANCE-He's Back!!!

I was woken up early on the 10th by my sister calling from America. I didn't answer the call as sleep seemed too inviting to wake up and talk. I gave the call a miss. I shouldn't have done that. Later after 15 minutes I logged onto the net and checked my mail. Awesome news awaited me. Lance was coming back out of his retirement to take part in the forthcoming Tour de France!!! Quelle surprise!!! My joy quickly turned into a shouting ecstacy and I muttered incorrigible rubbish at my mother who didnt even bother to make sense out of it. Sadly my sister was not online at that time and so I lost my chance to share the excitement with her.

It's true that the tournament lost it's lustre after Lance's retirement. I never saw another Tour de France after he retired. It did not seem to have excitement and the thrill that was induced just watching him lead the others in the pack. He said it himself that the pace of the Tour seemed very slow and so he is returning to jazz it up. And jazz it up, he definitely will.

So now he's the anti-cancer crusader is back at what he's doing best- screaming and swearing while rushing down the Alpines at 75mph with the American flag on his back and the star of Texas on his helmet...