~Binaya Kasajoo~
Mr. INGO once went to a village along with Mr. NGO. Around midnight Mr. INGO fumbled towards by bush to attend to a call of nature. He was greeted by a cacophony of foxes wailing together. Next morning at breakfast Mr. INGO asked Mr. NGO why the foxes made such noise at night.
“Sir, it’s their way of life, they always cry out after dusk.” Continue reading