write an essay on A Circus Lion.
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One day, a hunter armed with a gun came to the forest. He fired random shots and struck terror into the heart of one and all. My parents advised me not to leave my den but I turned a deaf ear to their advice. I slipped out of my hiding place and began to roam about quite freely and fearlessly.
I came upon a young fat lamb tied in a small hut. My mouth watered at the sight. I sprang upon it and began to eat it up. Suddenly the door closed in upon me. I was caught in the hunter's trap. I was allowed to starve. I became lean and thin. I was reduced to a skeleton. I lost all my strength and ferocity. I was as meek as a lamb.
The hunter came with other members of his party and a team of hounds. I was chained and led to Kolkata. I was sold to the manager of a circus party then giving shows in Kolkata. I was handed over to the ring master. He began to train and break me in. The training was Very hard and exhausting. I was trained to stand on my hind legs and salute. I was trained to pass through a ring of fire. I was taught severe feats of gymnastics. At the slightest mistakes, I was severely whipped.
Now I am with the circus party. It moves from place to place and gives its shows. I am shut up in a cage. I have grown old and weak but have to work hard. If I am a bit slack in my work, I am whipped mercilessly. I yearn for my lost freedom and fresh air but my fate seems to have been sealed forever. No chances of escape are in sight. Only death will put an end to all my troubles.
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I am Raja, the king of the jungle. Sadly, I have never seen the forest. I am a beast but live in a concrete jungle. I was born to Sita, the lioness, the show stopper of the Rhino Circus.
I knew all along that I would be nurtured and raised to follow my mother’s footsteps. My mother says there was great rejoicing in the circus when I was born. Mr Thomas, the circus owner and Jango, my ring master, distributed sweets and danced and drank all night.
I grew up fast and one day Jango appeared to snatch me away from under my mother’s paw. He put me in a separate cage and my lessons in circus tricks began.
I soon started performing in the show. I learnt to jump the fire ring. My majestic mane and ferocious eyes sparkled in the light of the flames. People clapped loudly.
I loved the sound of applause.
My ringmaster, Jango was a cruel man. He whiplashed me when I made the slightest mistake. One day, I got a chance to extract my revenge. Jango, forgot to shut the cage door. I leapt out and raced into the bigtop and roared loudly. I pounced on the nearest human and put him down with a smack of my paw. I gave another roar and rushed towards the crowd. But Jango had lassoed a rope round my neck and pulled me back. I was dragged and whipped into the cage.
I heard Thomas say to Jango that my training was incomplete. A dangerous situation had been averted. I sat hungry and tied in chains in my small cage. I had to face the consequences of my misdemeanour