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Mr. Kumar was the first avowed atheist I ever met.

2 Jan

Mr. Kumar was the first avowed atheist I ever met.

Mr. Kumar was the first avowed atheist I ever met. Idiscovered this not in the classroom but at the zoo. He was aregular visitor who read the labels and descriptive

notices intheir entirety and approved of every animal he saw. Each tohim was a triumph of logic and mechanics, and

nature as awhole was an exceptionally fine illustration of science. To hisears, when an animal felt the urge to mate, it

said “GregorMendel”, recalling the father of genetics, and when it was timeto show its mettle, “Charles Darwin”, the father of

naturalselection, and what we took to be bleating, grunting, hissing,snorting, roaring, growling, howling, chirping and screechingwere but the thick accents of

foreigners. When Mr. Kumarvisited the zoo, it was to take the pulse of the universe, andhis stethoscopic mind always confirmed to him that

everythingwas in order, that everything was order. He left the zoo

feelingscientifically, refreshed. The first time I saw his triangular formteetering and tottering about the zoo, I was shy to

approachhim. As much as I liked him as a teacher, he was a figure ofauthority, and I, a subject. I was a little afraid of him.

Iobserved him at a distance. He had just come to therhinoceros pit. The two Indian rhinos were great attractions atthe zoo because of the goats. Rhinos are social

animals, andwhen we got Peak, a young wild male, he was showing signsof suffering from isolation and he was eating

less and less. Asa stopgap measure, while he searched for a female, Fatherthought of seeing if Peak couldn’t be accustomed

to living withgoats. If it worked, it would save a valuable animal. If it didn’t,it would only cost a few goats. It worked

marvellously. Peakand the herd of goats became inseparable, even when Summitarrived. Now, when the rhinos bathed, the goats stood aroundthe muddy

pool, and when the goats ate in their corner, Peakand Summit stood next to them like guards. The livingarrangement was very popular with the public.

“Snow,” the moon called down again, cackling. The white wolf padded along the man trail beneath the icy cliff. The taste

of blood was on his tongue, and his ears rang to the song of the hundred cousins. Once they had been six, five whimpering

blind in the snow beside their dead mother, sucking cool milk from her hard dead nipples whilst he crawled off alone.

 

Four remained …

and one the white

wolf could no

longer sense.

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