My very short story:-
The morning is calm, quiet and serene. Like every other day, the villagers are bathing in the river. Gentle breeze is blowing, birds are chirping. Everything is so normal!
She has been waiting patiently at the other bank. Like her three beautiful cubs, she is also hungry. She has been trying very hard but could not find even a small monkey or deer for last 48 hours. In the lantana overgrowth, she has beautifully camouflaged her sleek body. Earlier she hid her cubs in a safer place. Now she has been trying to understand the width of the river and the direction in which the breeze is blowing. She is also very careful to hide herself from the monkeys and languors on the trees. After satisfying herself, she starts moving stealthily towards the river. Although she doesn't like water, but hunger forces her to swim. Silently, very silently she takes cover behind the boulders and finally reaches the water at the other bank. The villagers can't hear her because they are bathing and talking to each other.
Within 30 seconds, she reaches the middle of the river, leaps out, catches the nearest man by his neck and comes back to the bank where her hungry cubs are waiting. She reaches the safety of the dark green forest, even before other villagers understand what has happened.
Thus begins the career of the man-eating tigress in the locality!
“Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away.” - Paul Terry