Going for long walks has always been a passion for me. As usual I was walking amongst the thick green forest till I heard that voice...

It was a sharp,squealing sound. I turned around but could not see anything. I remembered my grandmother telling me, "Guddu Babu! Never interrupt a lady in red saree while travelling in a forest or never stop an unknown figure at night."

"Why Grandma?"

She never answered this but the way she smiled still brings chills down my spine.

I heard that sound again. I continued strolling for a while but then impulsively turned and started following the voice.

I did not had to search for too long.

The source of the noise was right in front of my eyes and what I saw made my heart bleed. A fawn was trapped and it's mother was squealing and shouting like a lunatic.

I decided to cut the rope which tied the trap to the tree and later would search for this hunter. Being a forest officer, I would punish him myself. As I advanced to help them the mother started pushing me back she made all the attempts to stop me from going near the rope.

With tears in my eyes, I just kept standing and pondering about all the great values of humans. We consider ourselves as the greatest of all species but what do these meek creatures think about us was prevalent in the actions of the mother deer who considered all the humans to be like that heartless hunter.