The Roar

The woods are waiting for the roar which has gradually gone into oblivion. The roar ... which kept the evil away, the roar which made the jungle shrill , the roar which brought life to the forest has suddenly... perished ! The stripped one, majestic in every view, ever sharp eyes & furious and on whose anger the jungle would shrill ... where has it gone? Sliding through the grass, creeping through the woods, using its intelligence to catch the pray and clearing its grassy path for hiding. Now that grassy path was left undisturbed . No one to hide.. The Brook flowed making loud sounds, is now making its way quietly. The lush green surroundings has turned into a deserted place.... Where has the king- the life, the fear, which kept the evil away , gone ???? Has that fear gone away for ever ? if its gone then then the world has lost one of the most precious nature's gift. Have the cruel humans killed it ? Have the humans forgotten humanity ? No roar echoing through the forest - but far away suddenly a roar could be heard ... but was filled with anger, pain and sacrifice !! It is our duty to protect at least one and let the roar live long . The gift of nature, the majestic, the stripped one ... live long ... live long ...live long !!! ...........