This story by Mukul Gupta of Class XI A has been selected as the best story in the Inter House English Story Writing Competition held at Khaitan Public School, Sahibabad. Read the story and share your views.
At about 12: 00 AM in the night, I was driving on a hilly road, on a steep turn when I reached the footbrake; I realized that the brakes of my Volkswagen Trend line Golf assembled in 2015, with an automatic transmission had just failed, probably due to a leakage in the brake fluid pipe. I was helpless, I tried to bring the car in neutral but it was too late. The car had already jumped down the hill. It was my luck that the car fell flat and so I was fine, the car was now useless for me, so I took to abandoning the car and walked farther in search of shelter. The hill was located in Rajaji National Park and there could have been some sort of wild animals including mountain lions and tigers, but what was the fear of those wild animals in front of Forest Officer Balwant Singh, I! When I was walking to the nearest check-post, which was about eight kilometers away. While walking towards the check- post, I noticed a den. There was a bright yellow light beam coming from far off which almost pierced my eyes. I was amazed to see such a bright light in the middle of the jungle, my curiosity grew and so I tip-toed towards the cave. I could hear some kind of human voices, most probably in Garhwali accent. I peeped from the edge and was shocked to find some animal skins, nails and other organs lying on the floor. I knew that it was a gang of poachers, who must have sneaked into the forest during the night. I moved my hands towards my belt and was glad that my walkie was with me; I contacted the check –post and called for at team of seven armed rangers. It was already 1:00 AM and by 1:25, my team was in front of me, we stealthily sneaked into the cave, one by one and held the poachers. Many surrendered too. A tranquilized lion and two tigers were later rescued by the Animal Rescue Team and left in the forest after the medical treatment. Those eleven poachers were sent to jail, tried in the court and sentenced to a twelve year jail term along with a fine of Rupees Five Lakhs each. I and my team were awarded with glory awards and I was promoted to the post of Forest Superintendant. It all just happened because of a brake failure in my car. I was amazed about how the situations occurred and how I reacted to them. It was not a coincidence at all, at least as of I conclude. It was preplanned by the Almighty.
Moral of the Story
“Situations that occur in life are not in human’s control, but the actions are.” And “Whatever misfortunes occur in life is just the entrance test for the future fortunes.”