During our childhood there were lots of
free sands for the harmless red sand boa (RSB) to lie lazily and be found by the
excited, scared eyes of the children. We called it ‘do muh wala saanp’. The village myth went that it had mouths at
both ends, that it never bit but if it did on a Tuesday then nobody would
survive. The gutsy boys would tentatively hold it in their hands and the
chicken hearted like yours truly would stare from a distance.
Then the times changed. The sand was
lost. The red sand boas turned rare. Then as per the growing economy even the
RSB got an economic tag. It was considered lucky now—maybe due to its rarity. The
new myth went that it sells for lakhs of rupees, that rich corporate houses
kept it as a lucky charm. So now when a RSB surfaced at a house in the
locality, and the unsuspecting children put it in a bucket and left it outside
the village, the news busted and the entire locality went searching among the
bushes for the big prize. Luckily the RSB had crawled to safety in the
meantime. The children were severally reprimanded for harming the family’s
economic interests.
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