“Where you people are putting me? I am not supposed to be here”, shouting, crying, psychologically shattered, scratching my little paws against these chains. Anyone who experiences it can testify how much suffer it involves? Credibly suffering inside me I only want to say, “Look at me! I am one of the wild independent creatures of your country. Back few decades we were the huge population of your country as an undulant and blessing river. You might treat this river in two different ways. One way is to sit and think reasonably and scientifically in order to understand and identify our value. The outcome will be richness, exuberance and prosperity. The second way to treat our populated river is to leave it intact, not to think about it, not to conserve it. What will be result??? Some of us will be caged and some would be dead. Think about the method and way in which your mind and morale get purified. Otherwise it will lead to destruction of us and ultimately of yours. Think before I would be tired by roaring for help from the wires of this cage like my dead father. I am a son of the king and I am not meant to be caged.”
