Survival

The rising sun brought with it rays of hope, of survival, of living of meeting their loved ones again.

"Don't give up Jenie, please" Sid pleaded in meek but determined tone. His hand still covering the deep cut in Jenie's leg.

Jeanie's head moved slightly, her eyes blinking just once to show that she was not giving up.

But instead of hearing the calls of their trek group,from which the animal trap had separated them, they saw vultures circling right over the ditch, some of them landing at the edge of the ditch and staring down with hope.


"God, please help us" Sid tried to move, to show to the vultures that they were not dead yet. His every move sending shock waves of pain through his body.
Jeanie, unable to move even after mustering all her strength, shouted with all her strength in her lungs " Get lost, we are not dead"

"Are you sure you want us to get lost? " Ritesh and Richa peeped into the ditch, throwing in a rope.

Jeanie and Sid sighed with happiness on spotting help. Their mates, Ritesh and Richa, had found them. The vultures scattered away, dejected, in search for a different meal.