From a different jungle ....

The push , shove....

3 weeks down and back to my routine........Caught-up  at the quagmire at Jadavpur, I just happened to open up the gallery of my phone  and chance upon the picture of the two giraffes and the acacia tree. Seemed like a dream in that blare of horns of different pitch and tenor!
And  I was imagining those  two elephants walking in at the 8B crossing !! 
A tale I hope to live and tell my grand kids :) !
 It was a huge bull with a broken tusk driving another mud splattered one out of the herd territory , 'cos only one male stays in the perphery of the herd ruled by the matriarch !
It was a fight worth watching , the arena being the African savanna with the sun gradually setting in. The ousted one had many emotions writ large- of conceit, defiance, fighting it out till the last breath..till it gave way to dejection ...and a victory march by the winner . All this was watched by a mesmerized audience taking in the thrill of the wild...the fear of the unpreceded ..any minute the bulls could have charged upon us, any minute they could have made the game show a matter of life and death! 
                                  This is what makes Africa amazing !
And as the lights changed and the traffic moved on I realised I was in a jungle of a different kind .......

The final confrontation  ....the might is right 

The winner takes it all .........