Chick Chick Chickens!

This is the story of a chicken called chikki who is in a cage at the chicken shop near my house...
(The word chicken has been deliberately used in place of hen all thru the post for my own satisfaction)

Motivation for the musings:
Every day I walk past the butcher's shop near the bus stop at ramnagar. I see the chickens making hell lot of noise when the butcher is trying to get hold of them....other wise they are calm n serene....like the ocean which has so many violent things going on inside.... my attempt is to explore the chicken's side of story.....

story:
Chikki as a baby:
Mommy why is tht we are being fed good food but restricted to cages?....why is it tht i cant be independent like the other hens and eat food available on roads n farms....

Chikki's Mom: no my dear daughter....we are born with a purpose....to serve man kind with chicken delicacies and eggs for the omelette which helps all the bachelor boys n girls to have a proper meal.... we arent like any other chicken....we are the army chicken....we lay our lives in front of the humans when times comes to sacrifice our lives.... we serve the purpose of biological cycle and we should respect it....

Chikki: But mommy....didn't daddy loose his life like this...didnt tht old bald head man kill him in front of us....do we have to see our family die!!....how fair is it for god?.... I dont want to be in the cage...i want a free life n roam around the city...I wanna see charminar and eat grains on the road....Its my life time wish.... I will do it mommy.,..I will do it!

Chikki Mom:(wiping a tear from her eye).... Tu bilkul apne baap pe gaya hai!.... feel happy tht we are born for a purpose and we are serving it....Many humans out there still dunno their purpose of life n keep reading books on philosophy to know their purpose.... our lives are much simpler beta.....

Chikki: To hell with mommy and her old ways of thinking....this old baldy will have a hell of time killing me....I should not be any other chicken in his shop....I am special.... and I will prove it....

One day later:

The butcher gets a big deal for a birthday party and plans to kill around 10 chicken for it.... fortunate or unfortunate....chikki(tho young) is chosen along with her mom and few of her family members....they are all shifted to a new cage n dumped into a truck.....Chikki is all excited with this change in her routine n boring life....but chikki's mom starts praying and chants some vedic mantras....

Chikki: Mom what are u recanting?

Chikki's Mom: Beta, I am doin some meditation and yoga to ease me of pain and suffering when I die.... U shud also do it....our end is near....we will all die in a while....(wipes a tear from her eye)

The butcher comes to the birthday bash and his brother-in-law who runs a catering service is seen there.... he hands over the chickens to the caterer and runs along on his way since his beautiful wife is pregnant with a baby girl[oh are u already getting to where I am getting]....(btw scanning in illegal in India so it cannot be said tht its a baby girl before she is born.... but the family wanted a girl...yes yes they are revolutionary parents who want girl instead of boy[:D])

The chicken are taken form the cage and killed one by one....since chikki is the smallest of all...the caterer kills all the other chicken and finally ends up with chikki....chikki starts fuming up with rage seeing her mother die and shouts on top of his voice...makes weird noises and flaps its little wings as hard as it can.... it tries to free itself from the caterer's hand but fails miserably at it.... The caterer sighs and wipes his sweat from the brow as he kills chikki....

In Gandhi Govt Hospital:

The butcher's wife is all sweating and finally lets out one big sigh and drops unconscious....a little while later.... the doctor is cleaning blood off a baby girl...the butcher runs in and is all happy....they look at her sharp nose like tht of a chicken and decide to name her chikki[;)].....

Now chikki grows up to be a girl with all good manners and proper education.... but she is no ordinary child....he has visions....visions tht she went to charminar and buying grains from the road side vendor!.... her parents rub it off as child fantasies but chikki knows tht its not just a dream....

As chikki grows up and becomes a 10 year old child....her dad takes her to his shop and begins on his work...the moment chikki saw the chicken struggle and whine in pain...something happens!!....she instinctively jumps with happiness and asks her dad to keep teh chickens whining for some more time....the butcher is puzzled but doesn't want to disappoint his daughter n keep playing with the chicken to make then shout n whine in pain n agony....

He then kills the chicken and starts to parcel it for a customer.... chikki stops her dad....why!!

Chikki: Dad!...this chicken had chikungunya....dont give it to customers.....
Dad: how do you know it beti?....
Chikki: I heard it talk to the other chicken....believe me daddy....lets not sell this chicken to anyone....
Customer: what is this bhayya!!....I am not taking any of this chicken with me now....ur own daughter says some shit that this chicken is not good...what kind of business do you run!!....

......(To be continued)