Azandica roared majestically. Any living thing, in a 8 kilometre radius quivered with fear and wished it was dead or eaten. The grasslands were tired of him. After being thrown out of the pride (he was eating too much) Azandica travelled for three days and nights. Finally, he reached a place where he could smell no lion. He roared claiming this territory as his.
He slept for ten hours straight. After this refreshing slumber he woke up and began eating. He ate continuously, pausing only for four hours every day to sleep. The first things to go were the wildbeast. They were all eaten up in a matter of three weeks.
Chewing continuously, Azandica systematically eradicated the population of zebras, buffaloes, warthogs, nilgai, wild boar and 40 species of lizards from the region. None of the animals could understand why he was eating so much. They wondered why it never showed on his body (not an ounce of fat did he gain) and why he went on such a rampage, destroying the finely balanced ecosystem of their home.
Even the birds weren’t spared. He would wait for one of them to land unsuspectingly on a branch. Just as it began to relax and contemplate the colour of the sky he would open his mouth wide enclose the entire bird in it. Birdie would die of asphyxia without uttering a single panic-stricken cheep.
Once he finished eating all the animals with the names we know, he began killing and devouring wildlife with strange names – the kudu, hartebeest, gemsbok, eland and springbok.
Soon there was nothing for Azandica to eat except some grass. He tried eating a mouthful but spat it out immediately unable to comprehend why any intelligent thinking animal would eat vegetarian gook.
He looked around hopefully. There was nothing stirring except for the plant life. For a second he almost wished he hadn’t eaten everything in sight. Then he spotted his giant paw, which helped him run 56 kilometres an hour. The pads of it were extremely soft, like the tongue of a giraffe. He decided to give it a shot.
He began chewing his paw. Not bad at all. He moved on to his leg and slowly, one by one, he ate all his four limbs. Then, he began attacking his body from the back. His beautiful tail with its cute little tuft at the end was swallowed in one go.
His rump, back, sides, abdomen and underbelly followed. His head was a bit problematic. The magnificent mane surrounding it choked him a bit but he persisted. Soon he ate through. He took a break to cough out some hairballs and gobbled his eyes, ears, nose, cheeks, whiskers and the flesh around his mouth.
All that was now left were his 30 strong, sharp teeth, including the large piercing canines, which grabbed and killed, the scissor-like molars, which sliced the flesh and the small incisors that scraped the meat from the bone.
They clacked together loudly in this land, where no living animals could be found. They seemed to still be hungry and still demanding more food.
Moral:: Even if you try, you can’t destroy all of you.
Azandica is drawn by the fabulous Bijoy Venugopal. You can find more of his wonderful stuff here bijoyvenugopal.com
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