Self Defense

Our family business comprises of supplying milk. Every morning at 4:30 a.m. my father delivers the milk to the milk booths across the city.

One day as he was not feeling well, so I set off to deliver milk to the booth.

As I finished my job and was returning home, I saw a mad dog right in front of me. He did not run away on seeing me.

Instead he kept staring at me and slowly advanced towards me. I threw a stone at him, but I missed him.

I picked up another stone and kept banging the empty milk can with it. The loud drumming noise frightened the animal and he ran away.

Ever since that day I have carried a stick with me whenever I go out to distribute milk.