Broken Dreams and Different Philosophies

Sometime back I had received an SMS that the hutch dog is dead and now they are looking for a monkey and I should send my picture and resume to them. I was elated finally I found my calling. But I wanted to play fair so I sent the message to all my friends. Kathy said he would lose hands down if I applied, other friends were of the same opinion too. Ganju took the first flight to Mumbai, it was a Saturday, but went back when she realised I was her competition.

I knew I would face no problem as far as physical appearance was concerned. The human characteristics and behavioural pattern that I had acquired over the years might prove a deterrent. So, there was only one thing I could do I had to completely give up contact with the humans. Also I had to work on my inherent monkeyness.

The first thing I gave up was blogging, as that was the most human thing I used to do. Instead I took up activities like tree-climbing and snatching stuff from passers-by. Not even the incessant complaints to my parents could deter me from working towards my goal.

It is very difficult to give up old habits. But being a monkey is fun and simple. So I was willing to put in the hard work. Alas! If only I had known that the hutch network is jammed most of the time not cause the dog is dead, but cause……… well I don’t know. The dog is alive and following.

Anyway it was fun while it lasted, the monkey business that is. So you humans gonna see more of me from now. Kindly adjust.