My Encounter with the Red Faced Monkey

I have this huge tree next to my house; a real dense one it is. The climate here in Bangalore is really pleasant since the last two days; cloudy and cold. And to my mom’s surprise, there were red faced monkeys loitering around the tree branches and on the roof of the mansion next to my house. It was nice to see that a polluted city still attracts nature’s motile creatures. The surprise was pleasant until one monkey climbed into our apartment through the window in the kitchen. That was a sight. My mom rushed out of the kitchen to call me. I called my dad. The monkey was scared at the sight of my dad. But, it did not go out. It came in till it saw a small bag of sugar; grabbed it and how it jumped out of the kitchen!

Now that was something. A monkey knows that its venture should be worth some gain. In spite of the fear, it grabbed something for itself. My mom says, “‘a monkey on a Saturday’, what an auspicious omen.” Well for those who don’t know, Saturday is considered as the day of Lord Hanuman. Superstitions in a country as ancient as ours don't die.J Well, that’s the tale of my encounter with the red faced monkey; have nothing more to write about this situation. Yeah, a whole lot of my old monkey memories came to mind and I recalled that this isn’t really the first monkey encounter. A chain of memories attached to one creature. Pretty amazing. J