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“Well friends, this is goodbye then, huh?” Bahi says as Kamala hands him some bananas and bean pods.
“It’s never goodbye,” Kamala says with a smile.
Bandar jumps into Bahi’s arms as he catches him with a startle and they laugh.
“Thank you, brother. One day I will return and repay your kindness,” Bahi promises.
“Friends don’t thank. We help without wanting back, brother.”
Bahi feels a tear well up in his eye. His heart respects the brave compassion that Bandar has offered. Bandar bounces off of Bahi’s chest and leaps upon the sign. Kamala pounces up to join him.
“Goodbye, friends,” Bahi says, taking his first apprehensive step toward the trail. Walking further, with Kamini floating alongside, he is unable to see the opening of the trail through the thickness of the jungle. Already he misses Bandar.
“This isn’t so bad. That crow’s a kook,” Kamini says, noting the air of peace offered by the trail.
“Not at all,” Bahi concurs.
The sun splashes blessings upon the trail, which seems like any other they’ve been on. Feeling secure now, Bahi begins to whistle, quickening his pace so as to make good use of the daylight. Marching forward, they smile at the absurdity of fear they heard before entering the path.
STOPPING BY A small stream that snakes along the trail, they realize they have been walking for at least a few hours. They drink some water and Bahi sits and eats some of the food given to them by Bandar and Kamala. Kamini rests on some flowers, sucking up nectar with her little straw of a mouth.
“So how did you loose your family?” Bahi inquires, bathing his face in the afternoon sun.
Kamini floats slowly to Bahi’s leg, drenching herself in rays of sunshine.
“One day we were eating, just like we are now—my parents, me, and my twelve brothers and sisters—when all of a sudden a pack of monkeys came barreling through the jungle. We all scattered in the chaos. I was so startled that I flew and flew, and when I finally stopped I was in the ancient forest, where I stayed and feasted on the wonderful nectars in hopes that one day my family would find me. It’s been quite some time, and my sorrow turned to depression. And that’s when you came along.”
“Why didn’t you go looking for them? Why didn’t you go back to your home?”
“We don’t have a home. We roam the jungle and sleep where ever we are, under leaves, in the safe hallows of trees, wherever our rabble may be at dusk is where we make our home.”
“That’s a sad story, Kamini. I’m sure that the Baba can help you, I am told he is all knowing.”
“I’ve heard only legends of him and never thought he really existed,” Kamini says as she floats up, softly landing on Bahi’s nose with a gentle kiss from her long tube mouth, “Thank you, friend, for this opportunity.”
Bahi, cross-eyed as he looks at Kamini on the tip of his nose, smiles. “No, friend, thank you for coming on this journey with me.”
Kamini floats off as Bahi quickly scratches the tickle on his nose from Kamini’s small, delicate feet.
Kamini flies up high and descends back down to Bahi. “Looks like we still have a ways to go.”
“Well, let us get on then,” Bahi says, standing up with a smile.
Moving on once again, they come to a split in the path and Bahi stops to think, Which way do we go? Kamini flys up to have a look. As Bahi stands rubbing his chin in contemplation, he feels a pull on his ankle, and before he can look to see what it is, he is tugged down, falling hard onto his back. His breath thumps in his chest. A vine has wrapped around his leg and with force is slowly pulling him into a dense brush as he struggles to fight it.
“Help!” he cries out as he wrestles with the persistent vine.
Kamini flies down rapidly as Bahi grabs the end of the vine and manages to rip it off, but another vine has already taken hold of him, wrapping itself around his shoulder, and
“Well friends, this is goodbye then, huh?” Bahi says as Kamala hands him some bananas and bean pods.
“It’s never goodbye,” Kamala says with a smile.
Bandar jumps into Bahi’s arms as he catches him with a startle and they laugh.
“Thank you, brother. One day I will return and repay your kindness,” Bahi promises.
“Friends don’t thank. We help without wanting back, brother.”
Bahi feels a tear well up in his eye. His heart respects the brave compassion that Bandar has offered. Bandar bounces off of Bahi’s chest and leaps upon the sign. Kamala pounces up to join him.
“Goodbye, friends,” Bahi says, taking his first apprehensive step toward the trail. Walking further, with Kamini floating alongside, he is unable to see the opening of the trail through the thickness of the jungle. Already he misses Bandar.
“This isn’t so bad. That crow’s a kook,” Kamini says, noting the air of peace offered by the trail.
“Not at all,” Bahi concurs.
The sun splashes blessings upon the trail, which seems like any other they’ve been on. Feeling secure now, Bahi begins to whistle, quickening his pace so as to make good use of the daylight. Marching forward, they smile at the absurdity of fear they heard before entering the path.
STOPPING BY A small stream that snakes along the trail, they realize they have been walking for at least a few hours. They drink some water and Bahi sits and eats some of the food given to them by Bandar and Kamala. Kamini rests on some flowers, sucking up nectar with her little straw of a mouth.
“So how did you loose your family?” Bahi inquires, bathing his face in the afternoon sun.
Kamini floats slowly to Bahi’s leg, drenching herself in rays of sunshine.
“One day we were eating, just like we are now—my parents, me, and my twelve brothers and sisters—when all of a sudden a pack of monkeys came barreling through the jungle. We all scattered in the chaos. I was so startled that I flew and flew, and when I finally stopped I was in the ancient forest, where I stayed and feasted on the wonderful nectars in hopes that one day my family would find me. It’s been quite some time, and my sorrow turned to depression. And that’s when you came along.”
“Why didn’t you go looking for them? Why didn’t you go back to your home?”
“We don’t have a home. We roam the jungle and sleep where ever we are, under leaves, in the safe hallows of trees, wherever our rabble may be at dusk is where we make our home.”
“That’s a sad story, Kamini. I’m sure that the Baba can help you, I am told he is all knowing.”
“I’ve heard only legends of him and never thought he really existed,” Kamini says as she floats up, softly landing on Bahi’s nose with a gentle kiss from her long tube mouth, “Thank you, friend, for this opportunity.”
Bahi, cross-eyed as he looks at Kamini on the tip of his nose, smiles. “No, friend, thank you for coming on this journey with me.”
Kamini floats off as Bahi quickly scratches the tickle on his nose from Kamini’s small, delicate feet.
Kamini flies up high and descends back down to Bahi. “Looks like we still have a ways to go.”
“Well, let us get on then,” Bahi says, standing up with a smile.
Moving on once again, they come to a split in the path and Bahi stops to think, Which way do we go? Kamini flys up to have a look. As Bahi stands rubbing his chin in contemplation, he feels a pull on his ankle, and before he can look to see what it is, he is tugged down, falling hard onto his back. His breath thumps in his chest. A vine has wrapped around his leg and with force is slowly pulling him into a dense brush as he struggles to fight it.
“Help!” he cries out as he wrestles with the persistent vine.
Kamini flies down rapidly as Bahi grabs the end of the vine and manages to rip it off, but another vine has already taken hold of him, wrapping itself around his shoulder, and
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