Wednesday, January 13, 2010

A Love Story




A baby turtle found itself caught in a net.
Scared and frightened, she didn’t know what her fate was. But, when the benevolent fisherman held her in his hand, looked at her with his soft eyes, the baby felt she was safe. As he opened his net, and dragged the whimpering, screaming shark out, towards the bubbling hot cauldron of water, the baby turtle watched. She knew that the man liked shark fin soup and had a ravishing appetite for sea creatures. The baby turtle thought about her impending doom.
But the fisherman just smiled at her and gently cradled her. She fell asleep finally with so much tenderness, believing that she was home. When the fisherman’s family saw the turtle, they were overjoyed with the catch. The fisherman tried to hide the turtle, but it was too late.
He had unwittingly fallen in love with the small baby turtle. The baby turtle had not known any other home and believed that the fisherman and his family was her family too. She loved him with all her tiny being.
Now, this was heartbreaking for both of them. If the fisherman lets her go and releases her back into the sea, the baby turtle would surely get eaten by the sharks. If he keeps her at home, she would be eaten by his family….



“What kind of a story is this? It’s too impossible a situation?
“It’s a love story.”

“How can a man fall in love with his food?”
“Why not?”

“So how does it end?”
“I don’t know. How do you think it should end?”

2 comments:

the big fish said...

Eve, I sense trepidation.

Eve said...

Had to look at the meaning of trepidation..lol. It says 'A state of alarm or dread; apprehension, fear.
An involuntary trembling or quivering'.

So you think i am the turtle...hmmm...other than the shell..well..am not sure...

the big fish missed the big question though...'How should it end?'