Ravi?”Ravi nodded vigorously.
“Piscine?”I nodded even more vigorously.
He kept his eyes on me.
I nodded so hard I’m surprised my neck didn’t snap andmy head fall to the floor.
I would like to say in my own defence that though I mayhave anthropomorphized the animals till they spoke fluentEnglish, the pheasants complaining in uppity British accents oftheir tea being cold and the baboons planning their bankrobbery getaway in
the flat, menacing tones of Americangangsters, the fancy was always conscious. I quite deliberatelydressed wild animals in tame costumes of my imagination. But Inever deluded myself as to the real nature of my playmates.
My poking nose had more sense than that. I don’t knowwhere Father got the idea that his youngest son was itching tostep into a cage with a ferocious carnivore. But
wherever thestrange worry came from – and Father was a worrier – hewas clearly determined to rid himself of it that very morning.
“I found a good book about archery.” Sam frowned. “Doing it is harder than reading about it, though. I get blisters.”
“Keep at it. We may need your bow on the Wall if the Others turn up some dark night.”
“Oh, I hope not.”
More guards stood outside the king’s solar. “No arms are allowed in His Grace’s presence, my lord,” their serjeant said. “I’ll need that sword. Your knives as well.” It would do no good to protest, Jon knew. He handed them his weaponry.
Within the solar the air was warm. Lady Melisandre was seated near the fire, her ruby glimmering against the pale skin of her throat. Ygritte had been kissed by fire; the red
priestess was fire, and her hair was blood and flame. Stannis stood behind the rough-hewn table where the Old Bear had once been wont to sit and take his meals. Covering the table was a large map of the north, painted on a ragged piece of hide.
A tallow candle
weighed down one
end of it, a steel g
auntlet the other.
Mr. Kumar was the first avowed atheist I ever met. Idiscovered this not in the classroom but at the zoo. He was aregular visitor who read the labels and descriptive
notices intheir entirety and approved of every animal he saw. Each tohim was a triumph of logic and mechanics, and
nature as awhole was an exceptionally fine illustration of science. To hisears, when an animal felt the urge to mate, it
said “GregorMendel”, recalling the father of genetics, and when it was timeto show its mettle, “Charles Darwin”, the father of
naturalselection, and what we took to be bleating, grunting, hissing,snorting, roaring, growling, howling, chirping and screechingwere but the thick accents of
foreigners. When Mr. Kumarvisited the zoo, it was to take the pulse of the universe, andhis stethoscopic mind always confirmed to him that
everythingwas in order, that everything was order. He left the zoo
feelingscientifically, refreshed. The first time I saw his triangular formteetering and tottering about the zoo, I was shy to
approachhim. As much as I liked him as a teacher, he was a figure ofauthority, and I, a subject. I was a little afraid of him.
Iobserved him at a distance. He had just come to therhinoceros pit. The two Indian rhinos were great attractions atthe zoo because of the goats. Rhinos are social
animals, andwhen we got Peak, a young wild male, he was showing signsof suffering from isolation and he was eating
less and less. Asa stopgap measure, while he searched for a female, Fatherthought of seeing if Peak couldn’t be accustomed
to living withgoats. If it worked, it would save a valuable animal. If it didn’t,it would only cost a few goats. It worked
marvellously. Peakand the herd of goats became inseparable, even when Summitarrived. Now, when the rhinos bathed, the goats stood aroundthe muddy
pool, and when the goats ate in their corner, Peakand Summit stood next to them like guards. The livingarrangement was very popular with the public.
“Snow,” the moon called down again, cackling. The white wolf padded along the man trail beneath the icy cliff. The taste
of blood was on his tongue, and his ears rang to the song of the hundred cousins. Once they had been six, five whimpering
blind in the snow beside their dead mother, sucking cool milk from her hard dead nipples whilst he crawled off alone.
Four remained …
and one the white
wolf could no
He’s an excellent cook. His overheated house is alwayssmelling of something delicious. His spice rack looks like anapothecary’s shop. When he opens his refrigerator or hiscupboards, there are many brand names I don’t
recognize;in fact, I can’t even tell what language they’re in. We arein India. But he handles Western dishes equally well. Hemakes me the most zestyyet subtle macaroni and cheese I’veever had. And his vegetarian tacos would be the
envy of allMexico.
I notice something else: his cupboards are jam-packed.
Behind every door, on every shelf, stand mountains ofneatly stacked cans and packages. A reserve of food to lastthe siege of Leningrad.
Chapter 7It was my luck to have a few good teachers in my youth,men and women who came into my dark head and lit amatch. One of these was Mr.
Satish Kumar, my biology teacherat Petit Seminaire and an active Communist who was alwayshoping Tamil Nadu would stop electing movie stars and go
theway of Kerala. He had a most peculiar appearance. The top ofhis head was bald and pointy, yet he had the most impressivejowls I have ever seen, and
his narrow shoulders gave way toa massive stomach that looked like the base of a mountain,except that the mountain stood in thin air, for it
stoppedabruptly and disappeared horizontally into his pants. It’s amystery to me how his stick-like legs supported the weightabove them, but they did,
though they moved in surprisingways at times, as if his knees could bend in any direction. Hisconstruction was geometric: he looked like two triangles, a smallone and a larger one, balanced on two parallel lines. Butorganic, quite
warty actually, and with sprigs of black hairsticking out of his ears. And friendly. His smile seemed to takeup the whole base of his triangular head.
The white wolf raced through a black wood, beneath a pale cliff as tall as the sky. The moon ran with him, slipping through a tangle of bare branches overhead, across the starry sky.
“Snow,” the moon murmured. The wolf made no answer. Snow crunched beneath his paws. The wind sighed through the trees.
Far off, he could hear his packmates calling to him, like to like. They were hunting too. A wild rain lashed down upon his black brother as he tore at the
flesh of an enormous goat, washing the blood from his side where the goat’s long horn had raked him. In another place, his little sister lifted her head to sing to the moon, and a hundred small grey cousins broke off their hunt to
sing with her. The hills were warmer where they were, and full of food. Many a night his sister’s pack gorged on the flesh of sheep and cows and horses,
the prey of men, and
on the flesh of
Mao is not easy from the “Son of Tomorrow” this program has been very popular,
with “People like me” popularity has increased greatly! From each of his songs, people can deeply feel his sincerity in music creation. When listening to his songs,
people always have a special sense of artistic conception. This powerful singer, talent is not only a great close-up of him, but also his shy character is a very important factor for people to remember him!
Now there is a place in the entertainment circle, and it is often invited to participate in some variety shows! In the latest variety show “Dear Inn”, Mao did not come to
the inn as a part-time worker easily. It has to be said that Mao’s difficult way of appearing this time is really a little special. It’s a sharp contrast with Prince Wen. He
came to the Inn alone, looking for a half day without seeing anyone. It’s a bit sad!
When I first arrived at the inn, Mao’s shy character was really about to laugh, walking back and forth in the kitchen and living room, looking very nervous. But as
we get along with each other slowly, make sheets together, play Rubik’s Cube together and so on, people in the inn are beginning to laugh and talk!
When we sat together for dinner and chatted about Mao’s difficulty, Liu Tao said that he had heard that Mao was not easy to be a champion, and Mao was not easy to
answer: Yes, what’s not proud of? What a hegemonic response! Is this drunk? Let’s all find such a straightforward “treasure boy” who is really like two people before and
after entering the inn. It seems that he and his good friends are always at odds in private. Although very proud, but can not help crazy praise!
Following Mao’s hot search, a collection of interviews with the media was published. From the beginning of the collection, it was a very serious video of apology.
Let how many media bear his words less, “OK”, “OK”, “almost” these words have almost become our Mao’s pronouns. This time Mao also bluntly shouted to the
media: next year I hope you don’t
give up people like me,
let’s continue to cooperate happily!
Is this Mao not easy to be addicted to?
According to public information, Wang Linqing is currently a judge
of the Supreme People’s Court, a doctor of law from China University of Political
Science and Law, a postdoctoral fellow of finance from the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences and a postdoctoral researcher of economics from Renmin University of China.
Suspected Supreme Court Judge’s Self-Description of “Billions of Mineral Rights Cases”: Confirmation of Files Stolen
Recently, a reporter from the in-depth investigation department of the Huaxia Times received a video of Wang Linqing, a suspected judge of the Supreme People’s Court,
telling him that he had been the undertaker of the case of Kaiqilai Company in Yulin, Shaanxi Province, v. Xi’an Geological Survey Institute, and found that the original
files of his office were strangely stolen before he prepared to write the verdict.
In March 2013, People’s Court Newspaper published an article entitled “National
Court Soldier Wang Linqing” with Wang’s photos. Compared with the video characters, the similarity between the two is very high.
According to public information, Wang Linqing is currently a judge of the Supreme People’s Court, a doctor of law from China University of Political Science and Law,
a postdoctoral fellow of finance from the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences and a postdoctoral researcher of economics from Renmin University of China.
Following are video recordings:
I think the purpose of this video is to leave some evidence for myself, to protect myself from accidents.
The first case I want to mention first is the disputes over the cooperative exploration contract between Shaanxi Yulin Kaiqilai Company and Xi’an Geological Survey
Institute, which was reported twice by CCTV in February 2018.
This case happened in 2003. When I was writing the judgment, I opened my work cabinet and was ready to take out the first and second trial files. When I was writing
the judgment, I suddenly found that a pile of first instance files were all there, and the first and second trial volumes were missing. How important this case is. If I lose
this case, I may be fired. So at that time, I was confused. I quickly searched all the corners and corners of the office several times, but I didn’t see the whereabouts of the two volumes at all.
I rushed to report to President Chen, who was quite calm and said let me go back and look for it. When I got back, I looked for the office more than a dozen times,
but I still couldn’t find it. I think our hospital has several cameras installed on every floor of our office area, and there is just one outside the door of my office,
and there is another monitor at the end of the corridor of my office, which is equivalent to two monitors. So I rushed to President Chen and asked for
surveillance cameras to check if anyone had taken the files away from my office in the days when I lost them.
After President Chen contacted the Security Department, President Chen went to collect the surveillance video by himself at noon, and I waited anxiously at the door of President Chen’s office.
More than 2 p.m., President Chen called back the surveillance, I quickly asked how, there is no clue. President Chen said that the surveillance video could show
that after my third report that day, I returned to my office with the files. After I put the files in the office, I walked out of the office empty-handed and entered the same office. The next day, the monitoring broke down. I heard it very strange. How
can the monitoring be said to be bad is bad, and it is not long after the
installation of the monitoring,
and there are two monitoring
at the door of my office.
The bad one can not be both bad.