The Guarantor of Gazelle

The chanting sounds of spring water mixed with the spring wind were making a strange environment. The wild mice and rabbits were jumping between wild plants. Sometimes they stand on their feet and overview the environment and filled their lungs with fresh air. Beautiful butterflies with colored wings were moving between flowers. The golden honey color bees were sucking the flower juice. Their voice was echoing in the air. The grass was waving by the breeze and flowers were swinging. It was a nice day. Deer were gathered around the spring water. They were looking their reflections in it. The color of these deer was red on which small charming black spots were visible. Some of them were busy in drinking water. Suddenly the sound of hunter’s horse’s leg struck in the ears of deer. It was as the ring of death. There was an atmosphere of fear in pasture. All the deer near water were frightened. They ran around hearing the horrible and awkward sound of the horse’s leg. They were trembling with the fear of getting arrested in the net of hunter. Waves of fear began to run in their veins like blood. Their small hearts started beating like the ringing sound of jungle drum. Deer were running fast while the hunter’s horse was following them faster. The hunter placed an arrow in the hunting bow to hit a deer. The birds were silent in fear. There was no sound except the voice of horse’s footsteps and wind.
There was a hind that was left behind from the herd, it was worriedly looking around. The hunter targeted her and ran behind her as fast as the wind also could not follow him. The hunter had kept his arrow in the quiver and shouted: “I want to catch you alive; you are part of my destiny. You are the fastest hind of this desert. You have to come in my prison. You cannot get away from my clutches. So run as much as you can so that I can also enjoy running in your pursuit.”
The poor hind kept running and the hunter kept following her. She was remembering Allah and praying: “O’ Allah! Would my life be saved? I am the guardian of my children.”
But, unfortunately destiny used to say something else. The sound of separation, distance and departure was echoed in their ears. The pain of being away from her children, and land and the feelings of loneliness and imprisoned was torturing her badly.
The hind was crying in fear and depression by saying: goodbye the days of my freedom, when I used to walk in pasture, and run behind the waves, when I used to drink spring water. I used to look to grazing and running of my children with affection in the shadow of green trees and the air used to sing songs in my ears. Good bye as a different time is coming. I feel the bitterness of today’s era. My heart was witnessing about the vicious days ahead. That vicious day in which I can’t see the rising sun in my children’s eyes. Alas! That would be so painful day. Death will be the wish of that day.
Hind started crying. Tears came out of her large and bright eyes. Wind was moving faster. It echoed in hind’s ears: O’ helpless hind come on, let’s go. Leave doubt and hesitation. You can free yourself. Think about your children who are waiting for you. Don’t keep them waiting. Come on, run faster. O’ tired hind! Mother of small children! Run as freedom is possible.
But there was no more energy in her legs.
Fat wind blow and the hunter lost his way in the thick dust. The horse was whining and speaking with air. Hind began to flee with her full strength. An anguishing sigh come out from her heart. She wished that, “may the veracious predator who is the enemy of the deer does not exist. His heart is made up of stone which had no feelings for the tears and sighs of deer’s children. May Allah give death to him! Curse on slavery and fear, unfortunateness and on separation. Curse on the cruel.”
The darkness prevailed in hind’s eyes, she felt dizziness and her delicate legs started trembling and falling to ground. She made a sigh of pain and said: “good bye my children.”
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She was feeling the fast and powerful horse’s breathing from very near. She also felt the terrible voice of the rope encircled in the air to catch the prey. Rope was like an eagle that was coming closer to catch her in its jaws. Hind was execrated in hurt and pain. The air consoled her: “O’ fast hind, get up! Escape yourself from this misery, there is still hope. Just think about your poor children that are waiting for you.”
Air had aroused hope within hopeless hind. She rose up and run as fast as she can and disappeared from hunter’s eyes. The hunter got angry and spurred his horse. He did not think that the hind will run as fast as she will disappear from his eyes and he should have made his speed faster.
Wind was blowing beside the wondered hind and was praying with her kindhearted nature for the salvation of hind because her three children were waiting for her. Horse was running with full determination and was becoming closer to the hind. Hind was running with the hope of getting rid of the hunter but the hunter was also very confident in catching her as it looked that her wish is just a mirage. Hind was running here and there. She was surprised and upset. After running towards a safe shelter her heart was filled with hope. Happiness surrounded her. She restored her energy to run. Oh my Lord! What am I looking? Thus, hind ran and left the horse behind.
She screamed: “Look at that, a man, a kind man.”
She turned her face towards him so that she can approach him before she caught up in hunters net. She said to air: “Is he the messenger of my freedom on whose shoulder and gown the beautiful butterflies were sitting?”
Air has said: “Yes, that is what you have thought. Hurry up.” Then the hind left the wind even behind. The tall man had worn silky gown. There was green amama (turban) on His head. Face was full of light and butterflies were moving around him. He was walking among his colleagues happily and was busy in a discussion.
Sometimes, he listens to someone; give answer, smile and then start to walk. Flowers were fragranced with his perfume. The silver like cloud was giving shadow from the sun’s heat so that the merciful man could not hurt. She found her safety in his shelter. He looked like good flowers. There was the smell of spring. The pure sight of the angelic man was scattered throughout the desert like a spirit. Hind was rapidly running by saying: “the lofty and superb, and high status human, the axis of salvation, please accept me.”
There were the rays of hope in her heart. Disappointment had left her. She said: “I know that the fate of my freedom will be written by your hand.”
There the hunter moved his feet in stirrups and the horse moved faster. Now the hind was a few feet away from the kindness of the merciful man. Then, suddenly the kind man saw the hind and the hunter. He was anxious about hind in his heart. The birds had left singing and it was her last try to defeat slavery.
The kind and affectionate man was praying for the hind. There was a little distance between the hind and the horse. The kind man was saying something by lips. O’ fast hind run, run! Run. His companions were also supporting him. Hind made a long leap at which wind got surprised. The air appreciated her. Finally the hind fainted in the lap of the kind man. His legs and hands were trembling. Her bright body was full of sweats and due to fast running her breath was stopping.
There the horse also stopped. The dusty hunter grounded from the horse and bowled in anger and said:“It’s my hind.” The kind man smiled and said: “the hind belongs to Allah’s desert.” The hunter got angry. He said by spreading his chest: “don’t speak futile, will you give me the hind or will I take it?” one of a kind hearted friends of Imam came in anger on listening the hunter’s words and said: “ O’ hunter what are you talking? Do you know with whom you are talking?”
The hunter has straightened his neck and said in harsh tone: “I don’t care with whom I am talking.”
Another person said:“isn’t it good to be polite?” the hunter said in aggression: “I think you want to fight with me. If it is so then I am not the looser.”
The kind man said without showing anger in his words: “bad membranous and rigidness is not the behavior of a man.” Then said by looking towards his companions: “this man is our brother and friend. Let him to talk in a way he likes.”