Hi friends,Good morning to everybody!
My name is Himashree, a class 3 student in English school,
I live with my parents in a village in Gogamukh,
I like story telling,
Today my story is on monkey.
Last year, after our annual examination, my parents and me traveled to a Hanuman temple situated in a hilly terrain far away from my home. Before we reached the temple we could see the serene beauty of the tree covered hill. Our vehicle was slowly creeping upward through the road curved out in the hillside. Before our vehicle climbing the hill we entered a dense forest.
My father told, "One there were so many wild and beautiful animals - including various species of big cats, deers, gaurs, elephants other reptiles roamed in the place. But now a days these have been disappearing due human intervention.
When we were traveling beneath the forest canopy we noticed few monkeys jumping from one branch of the tree to another. Few birds were chirping and twittering in jungle. What I saw everything were fascinating to me.
The cool breezes gave us extra comfort and we could breathe clean air. Only few cars were plying through the narrow zigzag road.
Closer to the temple we could see more monkeys - some even blocked the road moving on the road. Our vehicle became slower. Few more vehicles were behind us. Our driver blew the horn but they did not bother to notice the hunk. We finally reached the temple campus where we could see innumerous monkeys and pigeons.
The pigeons were eating crumbling pieces of breads and grams. They cooed everywhere. I had never noticed the strange behavior of the monkeys, they were too playful. They were squatting from one place to another. The mother monkeys were always taking care of the baby monkeys. They carefully carried them on the back and sometimes the baby monkeys hugged mom from the bottom side. When our vehicle stopped the surrounded us.
My father came out of the vehicle and carefully opened the deck so that they could access to the bananas we carried to them. I never saw any monkey from so close. It made me happy. The monkeys hurriedly entered our vehicle and jumped on the bananas. My father, once told me that bananas were favorite food to them. The monkeys were fighting frivolously over the bananas but we carried a lot. My father threw them the bananas. Some were so close and the bananas were taken directly from the hands of father. It was a wonderful experience. Although they were wild and ferocious they didn't hurt us or anybody. They were too funny in behavior. Mom and I enjoyed their behavior from a certain distance.
I heard from my mom that long ago we were monkeys. The human kinds, millions of years ago, evolved from the monkeys/apes.
I wanted to ask my mom why we had became human and why these monkeys still remained monkeys. But suddenly I saw a monkey was walking like human on two feet. Yes, it resembled to a man, although short and covered with fur.
After feeding them we entered the temple. My father held me up so that I could rang the temple bell.
We prayed Hanuman ji there.
On the way back home in the evening we ate some sweets in a hotel en route.
Here I end the story.
Thank you all for listening my story.