Meton 🌿

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An officer named Meton lived with his family in a village near the forest. Meton has a wife and a four-year-old daughter. One day Meton was looking after the forest in his jeep. Meton saw some smugglers carrying a baby crocodile. Meton pointed his gun at them and said, "Raise your hands." The smugglers raised their hands. Those smugglers were sent to jail. The court sentenced those smugglers to ten years of imprisonment. Those smugglers had killed many animals and sold their body parts. Meton took that baby crocodile to his home and started raising it like his own child. After a few years Meton's wife gave birth to another child. Slowly time passed. Those smugglers were released from jail after completion of ten years. After staying in jail for a long time, they decided to take revenge from that officer. Those smugglers decided to kill the officer's children. Next day when the officer returned home in the evening, he saw many drops of blood on the floor of the house. The crocodile was there. There was blood on its face and its stomach was swollen. The officer thought that the crocodile had betrayed him. It had eaten my children. The officer got angry and kept attacking the crocodile with an axe. Tears started coming out of the crocodile's eyes. The sound of a child crying was heard from the other room. The officer ran to that room and saw that both the children and his wife were safe. The smugglers were lying injured on the floor of that room. Two-three sharp weapons were also lying there. His wife said - These smugglers had come to kill us. But, the crocodile killed and injured those smugglers and went to the floor of the house and started waiting for you. Meton asked - Why was his stomach swollen? The wife said- the crocodile had swallowed a lot of fruits in the morning. That is why his stomach was bloated. Regret took over the officer's mind. He sat there dejectedly. Tears welled up in his eyes. He was unable to understand anything. He kept crying, wailing and pleading there. But, it was too late now. The crocodile had fallen asleep in the lap of death.

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