THE SHORT STORY OF AN UNPLEASANT PAUPER

THE SHORT STORY OF AN UNPLEASANT PAUPER

It was a heavyweight cow that whipped its tail across the face of Hari Om that resulted in the variegated patterned bruise that disfigured his slovenly spooky countenance. The admixed imprint of red, blue and black colours remained while the specks of holy cow shit had been washed off. He was hurt skin deep and a neck injury was also very much likely. Earlier that day he had stepped in horse shit while stealing mangoes from a roadside cart and he could opine that the stink was not as bad as dog poop! It proved that despite being an alcoholic and an all-time dreamy cannabis-smoker, he knew his senses well because meat contains more sulfur and hence the carnivore produces more smelly crap! The stench of the sewage water in the roadside drains was what he had suffered for many long nights till the following bright mornings when his blood alcohol level was cleared by his less-than-a-kilogram liver. In his other mornings dawning underneath a banyan tree, after he had survived hours of toxic carbon dioxide levels, the whitish paste-like bird excreta was the unrelenting shower that never failed to wake him up!

He disappeared before his newest bruise could heal thus ending an unpleasant story after readers make guesses whether he died due to any of cervical injury, liver failure, cannabis or carbon dioxide poisoning, tetanus or ill-effects of possible coprophagia!