Charles is my name and i was born in Delhi, India. I remember my childhood days when i had many chicks around me to play with. Now i am young and accompany many young hens/cocks in a farm far away from my birth place. We are looked after by the Homosapiens or the so called humans. As i was skeptical, they have us here not because they care for us, but to kill us.

             It took me lot of time to realise that they wait till one us becomes really fat and then kill us. I think they feel if we are fat, we wont be able to run away from them and it will be easy to catch us. silly humans  

             I was okay with all the killing until they caught my beautiful Lolita. She wasn’t even fat. She had a beautiful slender body that anyone would kill for . . .of course i don’t mean the humans. The humans are always behind the extra fat we have.

Lolita and i had a strategy to prevent them from making us their prey. If neither of us put on weight and stay thin then they would not attack us ever. But some fool couldn’t figure out the fatter one of us and caught Lolita one day.

Lolita laid many eggs after two of our healthy kids, Sam and Beula.Those eggs  were taken away by them too. They took away almost 36 of them and now they came for Lolita. 

I screamed and tried to fight with them but they were huge and i was helpless. They are never content with eating chicken. They always seem to want more and more. One day, i am going take revenge. i have even started  planning with my fellows on what to do.

           Before i was fat and  lost weight for Lolita. I did a lot of running and ate less too. I wanted to live with my beautiful wife till the end.The beautiful eyes Lolita had and the oh-so sweet voice in which she used to wake me up in the morning. I miss her.

Now, its been 3 years since Lolita has gone to heaven and i couldn’t achieve any plans i had for taking revenge on those mean humans. Now i am fat and ugly and don’t want to live without my Lolita but the humans as unpredictable as ever don’t seem to care for my feelings. But atleast i know they care for my fat but they don’t seem to take any action. i am ready to be feasted on.  i even promised myself that i  wouldn’t run when they come after me. I will soon come to you Lolita.

Disheartened,

Charles.

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