From Kavya’s Writing Book
One monkey caught my hands and held them
behind my back. He twisted them and brought them up so that my palms touched my
ponytail.
“Watch it, you stunted australopithecine!
That hurts!” I snapped. The monkey grunted in reply and pulled my hands up
higher. I winced but didn’t bother saying anything this time.
On my right, Richa and Aditya were being
yanked along by another monkey who had them by their hair. He was slightly
taller than the others and wore a huge bead amulet on his left arm. His eyes
were smaller and meaner than the others’ and his mouth was contorted in a
terrible snarly smile. There was something about him that gave me the idea that
he was the leader or whatever of the monkeys. I was right.
We marched on till we came to a door. It
was like one of those huge wooden double doors you find in forts.
And now if you don’t mind I will stop
writing because this is just some Ramayana
meets The Planet of the Apes and
crashes into The Jungle Books shit
and it’s so not going anywhere.
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