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                                                 Blessing   of   Ivory
                                                     Aaditya   Kumar
                                                      2017A3PS0332P

               Keshavan  was  the  most  majestic  tusker  the  villagers  of  Arattupuzha  had  ever  seen.  He  had  all
               the  ideal  characteristics,  according  to  elephant  enthusiasts.  Eighteen  nails,  raised  pointy  tusks,
               jet  black  skin,  a  broad  forehead,  a  long  whiplike  tail,  and  a  long  trunk  that  curled  up  like  a
               python  on  the  floor.  Despite  being  blessed  with  such  beauty,  Keshavan  had  one  major  flaw:
               his   temper.


               During  their  annual  musth  periods,  the  wild  instincts  of  tuskers  are  referred  to  as  mischief
               amongst  the  elephant  enthusiasts  despite  the  dangerous  demeanor  of  such  beasts.  Ever  since
               he   was   captured   as   a   young   calf   from   the   Periyar   forest,   Keshavan   was   also   quite
               mischievous.  Once  Keshavan  had  tossed  a  huge  trolley  of  hay  just  because  it  was  parked  on
               his  favorite  spot  on  the  training  camp.  On  another  occasion,  Keshavan  took  a  jab  at  another
               elephant  with  his  tusks  for  reaching  towards  his  side  of  the  palm  leaves  while  they  were  being
               fed   in   a   common   stable.   Normally   such    uncontrollable   captives   are   let   out   in   the   wild.
               Keshavan  also  disliked  the  smell  of  toddy  which  was  a  popular  alcoholic  beverage  amongst
               the  trainers.  Whenever  a  drunk  trainer  approached  Keshavan,  he  would  immediately  show  his
               discomfort   by   making   angry   noises.   Since   Keshavan   was   quite   the   specimen   for   his  rare
               features,  the  trainers  persisted  with  the  high  maintenance  beast,  hoping  some  wealthy  fanatic
               would   come   knocking.

               Narayana   Menon   was   the   head   of   Chittor   Mana,   a   wealthy   family   from   Aarattupuzha.
               Produces  from  acres  of  farmland  owned  by  the  Chittor  family  enabled  him  to  indulge  in  an
               extravagant  lifestyle  and  be  patrons  of  Carnatic  music  and  local  art  forms.  Menon  was  quite
               the   influential   person   in   the   town   of   Aarattupuzha.   Everyone   in   town  knew  him.  His  tall
               figure   with   a   shiny  bald  head  was  hard  to  miss  during  village  panchayat  meetings.  If  you
               couldn’t  see  him,  his  loud  voice  would  indicate  his  presence.  His  generous  charity  endeavors
               also   made   him   quite   popular   among   the   less   fortunate   people.

               Menon  was  a  devout  believer  in  Aarattupuzha  Dharmashasta,  and  took  great  pride  in  hosting
               the   annual   festivals   of   Aarattupuzha   Dharmashasta   Temple.   He   also   happened   to   be   an
               elephant  fanatic,  and  despite  already  owning  two  elephants,  he  was  always  open  to  adding  to
               his   stable.   Once   when   Narayanan   visited   the   Periyar   elephant   camp,   he   was   struck   by
               Keshavan’s   beauty   and   acquired   him   on   the   spot   for   whatever   number   the   trainers  could
               imagine.   Menon   was   keen   on   using   Keshavan   to   escort   the   temple  deity  at  Aarattupuzha
               during   the   annual   festival.

               Blinded  by  his  desire  to  flaunt  Keshavan’s  beauty,  Menon  rushed  the  tusker  to  its  first  festival
               a  few  months  after  his  acquisition.  Keshavan’s  debut  festival  was  nothing  short  of  a  disaster.
               The  elephant   just  couldn’t  stand  still  while  the  fireworks  went  off,  and  the  intimidated  beast
               broke  its  chains  and  went  berserk,  destroying  many  food  stalls  and  toy  shops  at  the  festival,
               injuring  many  onlookers  in  the  process.  The  animal  then  ran  towards  the  Aarattupuzha  river
               and  jumped  in  to  cool  down  its  temper  and  wash  away  the  blood.  A  veterinarian  doctor  and  a
               hunter  had  to  be  called  in  to  administer  a  tranquilizer  shot  to  Keshavan  via  a  shallow  gunshot







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