“No Entry for Non-Lions..!” (Chapter.3)

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“No Entry for Non-Lions..!”

Night was getting thickened. Chokkli tired and seek out for a night shelter. To the Hill top, there was a foot path which led chokkli to a strange Den. At the entrance of it, there was a Board which said in big letters;

“NO ENTRY FOR NON-LIONS”

Lion. Cruelos de’ Amazono

Chokkli read it loudly, and laughed on it. His progressive and Socialist’s mind awaken, and that’s why he walked through that spiny way.

He asked the frozen night wind;

“Who is he? To stand this board hear…? I will walk on this way and I am gonna use his stinking palace as a gentle Dog’s Inn…!”

Some rats were reached there to hear his sound. They tried to save him from a drastic calamity. An old grand Rat, seemed as a chief of rats, advised him;

“Please sir…Please withdraw your decision, or it will be so dangerous for your Life…So…dangerous…”

But, Chokkli didn’t hear their advices and he teased, and angrily daunted them and said;

“U mind your own ‘bloody Rat business’. Go to hell idiots”

Chokkli walked to the hill top where a few white Mal me quer lilies had been starting to bloom. There, there was a den. Its entrance had closed halfway by a rough rock. He infiltrated through the narrow gap of door, fearlessly. Because, he had never heard a history of a dog, eaten by a Lion. Besides that, he always had a mindset, that he was a Strong Dog.

Chokkli observed the Den all around. It smelled of hideously rotten flesh of some animals. But, He saw the fresh meat of Pampas Deer (A Brazilian Deer) that stored in a corner. He was awared of the taste of flesh. Moreover he was hungering for a delicious dinner. Yet, he didn’t touch the flesh, because he was a ‘gentle dog’. He decided to wait for the lion who keeps “Untouchability” in heart to other specie.

Over time, when stars conquered the frosted night, he heard a ponderous foot sound approaching the den. He came out, with a performance of his entire obeisance. The lion, Cruelos de’ Amazono was there. His teeth were bleeding with the blood of some innocent herbivore.

In the out side, a White Mal me quer flower was still dazzling in the glow of a little blue star!...

To be continued...

A Rainy walk among Mal-me-quer Lilies(Chapter. 2)

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A Rainy walk among Mal-me-quer Lilies

The rain was getting stronger and stronger. Chokkli was running trough the torrential rain without knowing any thing. He was totally exited to see Pumpkin Yard, his beloved Father land. Clouds dense further,unusual rainy darkness spread over there. He looked up the sky. Sun was not there. It was hidden beneath the grayish array of clouds. The narrow muddy road was being eaten by the stream that flowing near by.

Chokkli, walking on that deleterious road, didn't feel rain and fear, though he shivered like a Sacred fig leaf that hugged by the west wind. He walked past the Lake Paranoa, that bears blooming blue lotuses, busily flowing Rio Negro River, Wolf fruit plantations, and hundreds of tribal huts those thatched by Asai palm leaves.

He ran, ran and ran throughout the day, past the The great Canyon Fortaleza and finally reached the point where the road splitted in to two branches with contrasting particularities. One was a wide, straight, smooth and well constructed for Horse carts, but the other was a narrow one, just like the road he travelled so far, and had almost damaged drastically.

Chokkli reminded the advices of his boss De Zonga. But, he didn't considered his words at all. He believed him self an d proudly said again..;

"Hmn..I am strong dog, I know that...!"

He chose the risky road. Silky, soft and pretty Mal-me-quer lilies had been bloomed every where there.On the either side, wildly growing Wolf fruits salivated chokkli's mouth.(Chokkli was an omnivorous, even though it has no support of Mendelian theories of Genetics..!). He walked along the thin (thin like a leafy vein), slimy road. Tastily ate his favorite 'Roasted Rat bones'

Over time, rain got calmed, shifty sun came out of his clouded hide out, looked down the Earth with aching eyes. Chokkli continued his walking till the darkness came to hunt the last reddish glow of evening sun. Now, he reached the base of a grassy hill. Beside, angry Amazon was waiting for the next rain for a destructive over flow. He gazed at her, and saw how she metamorphosed to a demoness.

Rain drops were still dropping down from the misty Mal-me-quer blossoms...!

To be Continued...

Chokkli's Journey to Yarde Pumkeeno (Chapter. 1)

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Chokkli's Journey to Yarde Pumkeeno
(Pumpkin Yard)

(Before saying the story, one thing I would like to remind you, that Chokkli's all the 27 births are full of Mysteries which complexly snaked with prophesies, Curses, blessings, Boons and their Completions. In order to understand History of chokkli completely you have to read all the stories which dealing the events happened in different incarnations of Chokkli)

Chokkli's First adventure was happened when he was strong enough to eat a Rabbit, Kill a cat, face a Dog and Bite a Man. It was the time of the Anarchist revolution in fullmood. So, We can assume that it might happened in the early winter season of the year, 1900.

Chokkli was a Young, Responsible, and a very Handsome dog in those days. Pumpkin Yard was so many miles (200 miles approximately) away from his greenish, and beautiful countryside. Pumpkin Yard was very popular all over Brazil for a famous Pumpkin Market. It was located near the City, Sao Paulo. Chokkli's Boss De Zonga had a Sugar cane farm near the Pumpkin yard from where he got little Chokkli, and that's why he sent Chokkli to Pumpkin Yard to keep the farm from the Pigs and thieves.

Chokkli got exited and so delighted to go his Birth Land. He proudly said himself, " what a big responsibility this is..?, and this is the time to prove my capability as a Farm Keeper".

It was raining, when Chokkli started his first Historical journey to Yarde Pumpkeeno. He was totally unaware of the real obstackles on the way. He brought a blanket made up of Shifaca Hairs (Shifaca is a wild animal usually seen in in the Brazilian Savannahs known as Cerrado), a small bag full of his favorite Rosted Rat bones to eat on the way.

De Zonga said him; " Da Chokkli, there is a short cut to go Pumpkin Yard but the Journey will be very risky, You will have to face several dangerous obsatckles. So, u never ever choose that short cut, u should travel throgh the real road, though it is some what legthy of about 8 miles and 34 steads(It was a messure of old Brazil).

Chokkli's Journey to yarde pumkeeno; In Artist's imagination.
Courtesy of Dogopology institute and Research, Sao paulo, Brazil.

The Long, Zig zag road to the Pumpkin yard lied before him. It was little bit slimy and a stream to the Great Amazon river was flowing through one side of the thin and weak earthy Road. But, our Chokkli was not not at all worried about these Circumstances. He was totally trilled to see his Birth place.

to be continued...