Have you ever seen a cheetah running in the forest? With a top speed of 60 miles per hour, it can catch any of its prey. While they may seem to have such a huge advantage you may expect them to be somewhere at the top of the food chain! The sad truth is that they’re not, in fact, there are only 7,100 cheetahs remaining in the whole world. What is causing them to go up the path of extinction? It is not nature, it’s humans. Their natural habitats are dying and slowly shrinking, they have no prey to hunt as a result of humans hunting for pleasure, and on top of that, there is also the illegal poaching of cheetah cubs in which many die. These creatures have stayed within their boundaries and did what was needed to survive but now their future remains uncertain and it seems as if they are forced to run towards their death. These magnificent creatures that have fur dusted with gold and piercing amber eyes, have looked upon many troubled times and have faced near-death. These lightning-quick animals which once walked the earth in huge numbers are being reduced day by day. We don’t have any right to bring upon the extinction of the cheetahs or any animal for that matter. Over-hunting, poaching, destroying natural habitats-This is a result of human greed and has to be battled against. There are already many leading organizations that specifically work on getting the number of cheetahs back to normal and we must try our best to do everything in our power to support their cause. In the end, it’s very simple, if we leave these creatures undisturbed they will repopulate again and their race will be saved. So let’s Save cheetahs and pledge to let them live a peaceful life.
Hello and welcome into the stationery world of Moti, the belan! Yep, I’m a rolling pin! Now, have you ever given it a thought - what are the different ways we use belans in our lives? No? Well, I’ve recently come to find out that I might actually be useful in many more ways than you would’ve ever anticipated me to be, let me show you how. Here comes Mrs. Malhotra, she seems to be thinking about what to make for breakfast today. I really hope it’s not rotis or parathas, I really don’t want to work today; and there goes my luck. This is Moti, reporting for duty! Although I must say, Mrs. Malhotra makes pretty tasty aloo parathas. Sometimes I wish I could be a human too. Alas, fate is what can't be changed.
Oh, what do we have here? What a beautiful belan! I think I’m going to go up to her and ask if we can become friends- Wait, wait, wait! Someone’s picking me up! Looks like Mr. Malhotra just woke up for his morning brush. But what helps is a rolling pin when it comes to things outside the kitchen anyway, right? That’s where you’re wrong. Let’s see how. Mr. Malhotra puts the last of his toothpaste on the table and starts rolling me over it, aiming to place the last bit of his toothpaste on the toothbrush. “What a waste it would be to open a new pack of Colgate when we still have some left!” he exclaims. My word - ‘just another one of Mr. Malhotra’s money-saving techniques’. Finally, Mr. Malhotra grunts as he successfully rolls out that last ounce of remaining toothpaste onto his toothbrush. Phew, that was some hard work!
To guess my final use of today let me share with you, a quote; “Then Sister Aquinata abandoned the nonviolent methods and produced a rolling pin from somewhere” - Mary Robinette Kowal
‘Tick-tock’, I heard the time pass on its own. Romi, the Malhotras’ son had come back home from school, and guess what - He was getting a good scolding from his mother! ‘Why’, you ask? The teacher had called up the Malhotras and told them about Romi’s marks which were rather poor. Turns out, Romi had been lying to his parents that the results hadn’t come out yet. Nothing to be worried about, after a few scoldings and beatings here and there Romi was prone to get a good dinner as consolation, more like compensation. Mrs. Malhotra picked me up and lashed out at Romi. Romi started crying. But of course, they had Pizza for dinner! I smiled to myself thinking about the family I serve, although they might never really appreciate me. I try my best every day; and honestly, I think I have a pretty good life, don’t you think?
What do you think my next essay should be on? “Justice to belans”, perhaps. Well, I guess we’ll cross the bridge when we come to it! ~Moti, the belan
After hundred days of rain,
Come the sunshine of hope.
Finally, something to gain,
Now there’s no need to mope.
After hundred days of rain,
The sunshine dries the ground.
Though water had filled the drain,
The sunshine was finally found.
After hundred days of rain,
Now there is fear of drought!
Destroyed, was the grain,
In the river, not even a trout!
After hundred days of rain,
There was no need to fear.
Enough water had filled the drain, Far and near.
The sunshine of hope, And the gain of rain,
Enlightened the people, After a hundred days of rain
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