I remember it once there was a fight between two panchayati male buffalos, called jhotta in local parlance, in the village. The angry bulls, fighting for territory, were pushing each other, locking their horns, trying their show of strength to impress coy buffalo beauties in the village. Now one romeo proved to be stronger than the other and it was pushing the other one down the village street.
It
happened like this. There was this old tau
who was sitting on his charpoy and he was simply so immersed in his hookah that
he didn’t see the bull being dragged towards him across the corner. It was a
close save. At the last moment he jumped away as one of the buffalos fell on
his charpoy and crushed it completely. As fun-loving little rascals all of us
were laughing like anything. Thank god tau
you were saved otherwise you would have become the first human casualty of a
buffalo love-duel in the village.
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