By Soma Bose
Fear froze my feet as I saw a tiger emerging from the bushes. I had just stepped from the park—it was evening time and street lights were not lit.
I shouted with incredulous surprise, and people came out from the park. Some of them ran off in another direction, fearful of attack. One of the men raised a gun to hit the animal, but the tiger appealed in a human voice, “Do not shoot me! This is my polymorphous act to earn a living.”
Many people became angry, but I was among them who paid him for his brilliant act.
Snort. Lol. Good stuff.
Brilliant. Now I need to know what change the tiger undergoes next!!
Liked it–and hope to see more of your work.
Very nice.