The jungle is fine as long as you are not bred in a zoo, the guide joked. Well, what they call the jungle was a zoo at some point of time. Then the bombing started. All the zookeepers disappeared, the animals were left to fend for themselves. Some were stolen, some eaten, and some died... those who escaped now rule this jungle. So don't be surprised if you see an animal so geographically out of context grazing next to you. It's just a zoo that has gone haywire. A zoo without boundaries and cages. A zoo where every animal is for himself.
Last night they discovered a human in the sewers, screamed the headline on Daily Vermin Times. Ed Rat paused to scan the headline and sipped his morning tea. He was in charge of the highly successful Human Extermination Programme. He came from the highly acclaimed family of rats that had unleashed Plague on the frail human race centuries ago. At that time rats used to be in the sewers and the humans used to be outside. Maybe they too had a Vermin Extermination Program. How ironic, thought Ed. We were destined to rule the world. We withstood their poison and laboratory tests. In fact, the tests made us stronger and resistant to the diseases. Now look at them hiding in sewers away from us, fearing us. The telephone rang. Ed woke with a start from his reverie. There must be something wrong, he thought. My room has shrunk, there are metal bars everywhere. It looks like a cell. I can see my cousins in another cell. They are all playing with something. What's this lump on my hand? What...
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