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Amogh Dhavalikar

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Amogh Dhavalikar

Action Thriller Children


In the Snake’s Stomach

In the Snake’s Stomach

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IT was already dark when I left from the school. As I started walking towards home, suddenly I heard the sound of some leaves rustling behind me. Assuming it as wind I continued walking. But then, I heard a hissing sound. When I turned around to look what it was, I saw an ENORMOUS PYTHON!


I kind of got glued to the spot on seeing it. It was frighteningly huge. Looking at it I thought that it could fit a hundred people inside itself. The snake had a strange zig-zag pattern on its head. His sharp fangs were enough to frighten the bravest men of all time. It stunk badly, enough to wake the dead. Whenever its mouth made a movement I thought of two large boulders being rubbed and banged and smashed against each other. Whenever it opened its mouth, the python moved its slimy tongue everywhere it could reach; and that sent showers of spit flying towards me, finally hitting me and covering me with itself.


To this day I wonder that how on earth did only I get to see that beast. I remember very well, how the always crowded streets were all empty. There was silence everywhere, the only sound came from the snake, hissing. But wait, there was one more sound, it came from my heart.

Other than that it was total silence. Unfortunately, there was no one to enjoy it.


It is only now that I wonder, why no one else was there to witness that giant beast. Though there was no time to worry about these things (of course, such doubts can’t appear in one’s mind when you are in front of a 100 meter long, huge, live python). That was the moment I got the fright of my life.

At last the python slowly opened its mouth to swallow me. When I tried to run, I found that I barely could. I realised that it was because I had been kind of plastered by the python’s spit. I cursed myself for waiting to keep looking at the python and not run away shouting. Slowly and steadily it swallowed me. Once inside its mouth the spit which covered me started moistening down. Then it tried to swallow me down its throat. I tried to resist at first then decided that it was no use. I went sliding down its throat and expected to meet gastric juices in his stomach soon. 


I was in despair and kept cursing myself, `Why the hell didn’t I run away at the first sight of a snake?` I had a habit of blaming the cause of my mistakes on others but here there was no one to blame so I held my legs responsible because they didn’t do what I should have done. Then I thought that all this wouldn’t’ve happened if my father and mother hadn’t sent me to school that day, so when I thought that I was about to die, I had someone to blame my death on. Headlines flashed before my eyes “INNOSCENT THIRD-GRADER DIES; CAUSE: HIS PARENTS”. But when I landed on something soft, I realised that I might have chances of surviving longer.

***

By now I had had enough; I fainted.

When I came to, I was very happy to find myself not being churned about in gastric juices. I wondered where I was. I found myself not in my school uniform but in an armour with a shield, a sword and a helmet. It was a strange place where destiny had chosen me to land. It reminded me of the long dark alleys from the Harry Potter book I read last summer. The only difference was that the alleys described in the book were jet black dark with only a door visible at the end; but this alley was bloody red with a few groups of white dead cells(it was in higher classes that I learnt that they were called so) here and there. I shuddered on remembering the fact that Harry Potter was just a fantasy novel whereas I was in a real life sticky situation.


Suddenly I heard a creak, and from nowhere a gigantic door opened. Then out came an enormous fire breathing dragon! Before I knew it, I was fighting with the dragon. I was actually scared to death. But somehow I managed to kill the dragon. With a few hard strokes, before it blew fire on me and finally stabbing the sword in its stomach, I survived.

Then I started hearing noises and out of thin air a thousand skeletons started appearing. I quickly thought of something. I started spinning around myself with both my hands holding the blood stained sword tightly. As the skeletons tried to come near me they were hit by the sword and crushed into thousand pieces. I was saved again.


I thought it had been a lot of time and had to get out of the snake. I started hitting the sword everywhere I could reach. Fountains of blood came gushing out. Obviously, that must have hurt the python very much. Then it spit me out of its mouth. Yuck! Fortunately I wasn’t covered in the poison of the snake but only the saliva. And even more fortunately it was raining so I got washed up and was back in my school uniform, intact; and at the same place where I was swallowed. Unfortunately, it had not thrown me out at the same time it swallowed me.

***

At home no one would agree to the reason I was late and thought of it a lame excuse for being late. They kept on thinking that I was probably with some of my friends playing with them. Even though my parents didn’t believe me, I am sure you know what the truth is!


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