Cock's Advocate
My Ex-landlord Mr. Muniyappa was
very pious and religious man. Few years before when I was an unmarried bachelor,
I was staying in a single room house on the terrace of his three storey building.
Mr. Muniyappa's source of income was from house rents he has been collecting from multiples
places in the locality and the business was doing well. It was a year after my
stay he had completed a building at new site and he was preparing for house warming
ceremony for the same. He had also given me an invitation card to attend the
same. The event was fixed on a pious festival day and fortnight prior to the
event, a red and brown feathered cock seen roaming around the terrace of the building
where I was staying. I became aware of the cock when it sounded louder than
the alarm I set for waking up in the morning.
The next day I asked my land lord
jokingly, 'Since when you have gained interest in poultry?'
He replied, 'Oh! this cock... It
will be sacrificed on the event of house warming of our new building'
I asked 'What? to be Scarified?'
He humbly said,' It will wave off
all the bad omen and evil out of the place
and house will be warmed'
My vegetarian soul went out for
the feathery creature and his morning cuku kooooo ko ko ko kukokoooo disturbed
my sleep. All my thought got converged on the creature and the feeling of that
that the life will be lost and the loud sound will be silenced haunted me.
Just five days prior to the event
I thought to give a try little advocacy for the life of the innocent soul.
I straight
way went to Mr. Muniyappa and told to spare the life of the cock.
he said 'What?'
'it is 21st century sir...modern
era.... ages of iPhone ( which he also held one)'
'However modern we are, this is
our traditions. We are religious people.'
'Sir, these are blind and erroneous
traditions. Leave tradition and religion apart think logically....imagine you
are the cock..'
'what? Mind your tongue....'
'Please sir, Imagine you are at
the place of the innocent creature and you are about to be killed for making
some one's house warmer? how would you feel?'
'Mister go to chicken stores and
tell your philosophy there, they will tell you
have gone crazy. I understand your thinking process 'cus you are vegetarian'
'Sir, I know The cock is reared
to be cut into pieces to become briyani, chicken lolypop, chicken pakoda,
chicken kadai masala, grilled chicken etc. but it's the business not religion.'
'What you want to say, am I against religion?'
'I just want to say don't spill
the blood of an innocent soul on a great day of your life.'
Mr. Muniyappa became thoughtful.
His daughter (a science student) who was listening our conversation insisted
her father.
'Papa, uncle is saying right'
"But you calling me UNCLE not right!"
The life of the cock was spared.
What happened to the cock?.....
Hope my readers are curious. But instead I want to know 'Why you are so? Have
you ever been so curious about a cock?
It died a rightful death.....in a
chicken shop...... might have been served as a plate of Briyani or chicken
lolypop to our mouth watering appetite.
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