February 23. Vipul who was all of 11, was a softie at heart. His heart melted at what Redbull had to say.

That evening, as he sat down for dinner with his family, he took a vow not to eat non-vegetarian food. B

Vipul’s mother was surprised. Why have you suddenly taken a vow not to eat non-vegetarian food, Vipul? she asked. Is there a reason?

Mom, Vipul answered—Do you remember that rooster you bought from the poultry market which ran away? B

I remember clearly. What about him?

I saw him only yesterday. He is very much in our neighbourhood and I also spoke with him. When I threatened to catch him, he pleaded with me not to do so as he had found a new life and had made friends with four strays who live in the same neighbourhood. He is very happy. It would also be great if we could all turn vegetarians. At least we can try. B

That’s not a bad idea. It would be a nice change to turn to vegetarianism. I was, anyways, thinking about it for some time. Thanks for suggesting it.

By the way, he calls himself Redbull and I’ll get him over to come visit us with his stray friends once in a while. You won’t mind that, will you?

Not at all. In fact, the five friends can be invited to come and eat here once in a while.

That would be wonderful, mom. Thank you.

“Button, that brings us to the end of yet another story.”

“Did it turn out well?”