I had seen her smile in a photograph. She was holding a goat in her hand in the photograph. She was the first person from that village to ever go to a school. Her success in the public examination had made her a local celebrity. The goat she was holding was her own - Chinku. Chinku had never seen people asking her to pose for a photograph. When she was chewing the freshly cut grass, she had still not digested the many camera flashes that fell on her.
Nobody knew why Chinku attacked the girl yesterday. Chinku was wise enough to understand that only human beings have the concept of celebrity, status, style and success. The girl was intelligent enough to know that goats cannot appear in public examinations and so, the goat could not have been perceived as a threat to her stature.
A celebrity goat attacked a celebrity kid. Reporters rushed to the village headman. The duo was missing since the incident happened. It happened around the time when apple farmers were walking back to their houses. They could not have gone far as the forest was too dark to negotiate.
The truth emerged the next day.
