WILDNESS

“What are you doing?” a sound arose.
“I’m waiting.” I answered.
“For what?”
“A lion.”
“Why?”
“To feed him.”
“You are a strange man.”
“I am,” I chuckled
One day, I was watching TV at home, not watching but absent-mindedly, flipping through channels and feeling the loneliness of life, but all of a sudden, something stunned me. An adult lion with tawny yellow a coat and thick woolly mane which had a black tuft at the end. Time stopped, air froze, and I couldn’t pull myself out from the lion.