Haley's Jungle Journey

Ever since Haley learned from her friend's grandfather John that there lived in the forest an old man named Grout, who was a thousand years old, and that he knew hundreds of true stories and events, but to find him in the forest and It's a little hard to persuade to tell stories, Haley had planned to go to the forest and hear true stories from Gruyet, learn her experiences, Haley was very interested in learning about old people and their lives. That's why Haley decided to go to the forest. Anyway, he had finished his education in those days and was finished. Haley was the only son of his parents. His parents allowed him to go to the forest with great difficulty.

It was late at night. Haley was looking at the moon from the window of her room. She was very happy. He was anxiously awaiting the dawn when he finally fell asleep.

When Haley woke up in the morning, he had breakfast early, took prayers from his parents, and left for the forest.

Haley had a lot of essentials and food items that her mother had made for her. After traveling all day, she finally entered the forest she was looking for. The forest was very deep. And it was going to be evening, so the sunlight was visible from somewhere. The leaves and branches of the trees were intertwined, so it seemed like it was nighttime. He was speeding in the forest. He saw no hut or man anywhere. As he was walking, night fell and he got tired. He turned on the artificial light and ate. Then he started looking for a suitable place to sleep. He heard the roar of a mighty lion approaching him moment by moment. He turned off the light and put it in his bag. Maybe the scent of human existence had come and he started thinking that I should not become the food of a lion today. He started running and then he saw a tall tree whose trunk was very wide. It was very thick and high. He had heard that a lion does not know how to climb a tree.

Haley climbed a tree and tied his luggage to a tree trunk. Now he was feeling safe. He decided to spend the night on the tree He sat on a tree and looked in the woods. He saw a light coming from a nearby fire. He stood on a tree and looked carefully.

The old man was leaning against a tree trunk. The fire of the wood-burning in front of it sometimes ignites and illuminates the surroundings and gives it joy, then in the next moment, it fades away and pushes its surroundings into darkness and mystery. An old Winchester rifle with a point of four hundred and five is leaning against the trunk of the same tree.

Whenever fresh wood is thrown into the fire, the burning flames light up the branches of the trees scattered over the camp. In this one moment, the face of this person also becomes clear. A face with a white beard and mustache with an old pipe pressed into one corner of his lips that has long since gone out. On his head hangs an old Gurkha hat, the left side of which is raised upwards.

This man is talking. It's as if someone is telling a story and he's so absorbed in it that he's completely detached from his pipe and the environment around him. The flames dim and then flare up and at that moment his dreamy eyes look as if he is recounting the days he is telling. The memory of the past has gripped him like this. He has no news around him who is listening to his every word carefully.

Flames flare up, fade away, and then get lost in the puffs of rising smoke that get lost in the darkness of the canopies of trees above, making the forest night even darker.

Apart from the crackling of wood and the intoxication of this man's voice, there is a sonata in the forest. Such a cumbersome and unrealistic senate that its imminent end seems certain. Suddenly the roar of a lion piercing the darkness and the roar of an angry elephant is heard in response. The awe-inspiring sound of "Aaa-Owanaha --- Owana --- Owanaha --- Owanaha" indicates that the lion is scurrying along the forest trails while the distant elephant's "Tree Aan ..." "Come on," she declares, not caring about the lion's roar.

But the man is apparently unaffected, and he is still missing out on the story he is telling. It looks like a sack that encloses with a drawstring. As if these forests are his home, this is where he was born and this is where he would like to die, this is his paradise. Then the lion's voice came very close and then the lion started coming closer to him

The old man had decided that perhaps the monster should be controlled by a trap and then killed. A square pit was dug right in the middle of the passage and its mouth was covered with wood and leaves. This was done with a barbed wire fence on the other side to eliminate the possibility of the lion coming from another direction. This is the same lion that fell and the old man was sure that with a single blow of this weapon the work of the lion will be completed. The old man carefully aimed and threw his weapon towards the lion He turned and instead of hitting Annie's lion, his staff hit the lion's side. Naturally, the lion did not consider this behavior worthy of him and in response, he roared loudly and stared at his attackers with angry eyes. In the midst of Bharat Bhanat's bids, the owner of the second weapon now prepares to strike the lion, looking sarcastically at his defeated rival. The seven-hundred-year-old spear successfully flew into the lion's thigh and flew into the air. He was living in the jungle without fear of animals. Now he was convinced that this was the same old man named Gravit, and he was glad that he had finally found the old Gravit. He decided to meet her and came down from the tree.