Then the Dry Leaves Rustled

I am hesitant and I am nervous. Even if something goes wrong, my mother will not forgive me. "Well, otherwise we will have doubts about others," Hilda took my hand and said. "You really want to do this, I do not feel well." I said. "I promise that nothing will happen, you've seen it over and over again, it will be more interesting than it looks.The spirit, you do not need me to go in. You do All I have to do is to wait outside, "Hilda said.

After a short spring in Manypour far away mountains, the summer curtained its strength. The dry leaves make a rust on the dusty road, and the lone Peepul tree shakes in a quiet afternoon dry. Satish was thinking about moving to the city to find a better opportunity than usual. After all, the village local sugar factory has little to offer, except for a small amount to maintain the body and mind. After much thought and suggestion, Satis went by bus to the city with hundreds of rupees in his pocket, and his eyes had lots of dreams. The bus arrived at the night market. Satish walked around a crowded bus stop and clamped the jute bag firmly when people rushed out the other side from the bus stop. Satish's eyes gazed at the car, traffic lights, signs with sparkling light. People rush through the crowded roads, ignoring each other, the car whistle repeatedly, and the market is rampant. All of this is new to Satish.

This is a quiet night. A slight winter wind blows to dry leaves of Pathankot forest. Although it was a full moon night, the inside of the darkness was obscured, and the Alpha team led by Major Adisse was proficient in camouflage and positioning. It took more than an hour, as we have not received orders to continue the planned counter-terrorism operations.

I feel something behind me. I was listening to some movements in the woods, occasionally the branches are broken, and the dry leaves will gently squashed. It may be a jungle chicken or a monkey. But when I turned around, I saw the biggest bull elephant I've ever seen in this area. The elephants in Sri Lanka are the largest in Asian elephants. She came out of the forest like a shadow and was completely silent. She looked at us at a safari jeep just 20 meters from her. Then she turned and the dignity of the elephant only allowed the elephant to gather. It is not aggressive nor gestures. Everyone who knows themselves and their strength does not need to prove this. People who are satisfied with letting them do it without protesting people invading her space as long as they are respectful. A big problem in my mind is that she is doing it by herself. Where is her family? We met her twice, twice. I would like to know what the story is about.