My "Cozy" Evening

It all started with a cup of tea. My everyday cup of evening tea.

"Ah!" I sighed as I sunk into my plushy cushion with my cup of medicinal tea and hot pakoras. 

With this appetizing dish in front of me, I stared out into the beautiful rainy scene out the window.

Sounds like paradise doesn't it? Well, it was.

Everything was going well until I saw a long, slimy, and definitely dangerous black cobra near the bushes in my garden.

I was immediately up. I ran to get a long stick, and quickly called the security.

I then noticed, that there was another small snake behind the large cobra.

Two snakes in my garden on a beautiful rainy day just when I was about to relish my cup of tea and my hot pakoras? 

Sounds just like paradise.

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The security was an inexperienced old man who had no expertise in catching snakes.

He said, "Mam, I am extremely sorry. But I am Ophidiophobic. I'm scared of snakes and I undoubtedly won't be of any help to you in catching this."

I was baffled. 

A black cobra was roaming in my garden; there was no one at home apart from me; and my security was Ophidiophobic.

Can this evening get any worse?

"Mam, I'm sorry. But I'm leaving now." he said, before running away with a speed that would've sufficed to outrun Usain Bolt in a race.

I quickly rushed into my home to call the local snake catcher.

Snakes were an extremely rare sight in my locality, and so, it took some time for the snake catcher to arrive.

I was extremely scared and I just wanted to sit on my couch and have my pakoras, which had gotten cold in all this chaos.

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The snake catcher arrived with a large net and a bag.

He signaled for me to stay quiet before slowly tiptoeing into my garden.

He laid down a few beds of clover here and there.

After this, the snake catcher got out another snake from his bag and let it loose in my yard!

After a minute or so, the cobra was lured out of its hiding hole.

The snake catcher slowly moved towards the snake. And with actions and reflexes quicker than lightning, he captured the snake in the net.

He then caught the snake that he'd gotten in his bag, and closed the bag's zip.

He came towards me and said, "They're not venomous. They don't bite either. You just have to lure it out of the hole, and be quick."

I nodded.

Not that this information would be of any use to me. 

I would never have enough nerve to catch a snake.

The snake catcher then left.

It was ten minutes after he left that I realized that he'd forgotten about the smaller snake!

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It was too late to call him again, and even after a try, he wasn't picking up his phone.

I decided to give his job a try.

I went out into the garden with a plastic bag and a long stick.

I saw the smaller snake. It was also a cobra.

It looked...sad.

Can snakes cry? No, they can't...

Then ..why...

And then realization hit me.

The larger cobra was its mother. I separated the snake from its mother.

A deep pang of guilt hit me.

Animals have feelings too.

The worst part about this situation is that the snakes were harmless. 

They were of no harm to me, but I still separated them.....

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The next day, I immediately called the snake catcher and had him take the tiny snake-let with the large cobra.

All living creatures have a soul.

All animals have feelings and we, as humans, should respect that.

They say the greatness of a nation is judged by the way its animals are treated.

Let us treat all animals right and make sure we respect everyone. Every life on this planet is a life that should be treated with consideration.