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Illustration by Harshita Bandodkar
[/vc_column_text][vc_column_text]As a child in a small town, visits to the only zoo in town were really exciting. If you were lucky, the lion might roar during your visit and then you would speak about it for the next few days and even later whenever you would get a chance. As I grew and moved places and saw larger wildlife sanctuaries, any life in a cage looked sad, depressed, angry, helpless. I don’t enjoy the visits anymore. If there are kids along, I just pretend to be excited. Deep down, it feels criminal, and just like the roar of the lion stayed in my mind for days, now the questioning looks of the caged creatures stay on for days.

