Three Rs For Conservation

The night was still. A pale moon shone over the sleeping …and a length of rope.

“I’m scared”, she whispered.

“Don’t be,” he whispered back.

“We have to save him.”

THE STORY CONTINUES…

“Will we find Rocket there?”

“Yes, now let’s be fast.”

On their bicycles they speeded through the lonely lanes under the guidance of Rhea’s torch light until the banner of Hindustan circus was visible. They stopped beside the field where the circus was stationed. Stealthily they walked towards the huge circus tent house.

Everything was fine until the last week when their cuddly dog, Rocket was found missing. They ploughed the land and ruptured the sky, but couldn’t find Rocket. While others were busy pasting “LOST” posters (ROCKET: wanted only ALIVE), Rahul pointed out that Hindustan circus was present in places where such incidents had taken place. Naturally he suspected the circus. So, he was here with his neighbor’s daughter, Rhea (without the consent of their parents).

They managed to sneak inside the tent house easily because it was unguarded. Once inside they felt hard to believe their eyes seeing cages full of unauthorized animals. The suspicion was now confirmed. Without wasting a second they tied the circus ringmaster who was sleeping. But he screamed,”Bhola, Mahesh… where are you idiots?” Instantly some men appeared. Rahul tried to retreat. Meanwhile Rhea managed to open the cages (the cages were hooked not locked) and the animals were out. As the men approached Rahul, Rhea hurled a guava towards them and a bunch of crazy monkeys followed it like a whirlwind and bang!!! Rhea smiled knowing that her guava grenade has worked. But the

elephants, monkeys … donkeys (the ringmaster’s men) were creating havoc. It was a confusing duel: man vs. wild or boy vs. wildmen or wildmen vs. wildbeast. In the middle of that melee someone fired a shot. It was the circus clown.

“Hands up and no smartness, I’m secret agent Vinay,”said the clown.

But a sharp knife was hanging around Rhea’s neck as a donkey got hold of her.

“Now you … AAaah”

Even before the donkey could finish, a black dog gave a cruel bite in his leg and once again the situation came under the control of S.A. Vinay. Police appeared on the scene and the goons were soon on the police van. Actually they were a gang of animal smugglers who illegally sold animals for unethical purposes.

After some formalities with the press and police, Rahul and Rhea began searching for Rocket. Just then an elephant hurled out water from its trunk and it fell on the black dog who saved the day (or perhaps the night). He became white after the black paints on him were washed away (which were applied so that his masters’ couldn’t recognize him). Yes it was Rocket. At last they found him. When they were rejoicing, S.A. Vinay came to them, appreciated their courage and said,”Rahul, Rhea and your amazing friend Rocket; you three are indeed the three Rs for conservation!!!”

Swapnanil Pathak

Class 10

Little Flower School

THE END