An Unforgettable Event in My Life

Life of a man is full of events. Some are small and others big. Some events are worth remembering while a few ones are hard to be forgotten. Similarly, there were. Many events that I overcame during my life. Some of them were very exciting and gives me pleasure in re-collecting, while others are sorrowful which bring tears when I happen to remember. Besides all of these, there is an event which I happen to remember the most.
Only a few years ago, when I was a student . I used to rent a room of a house. I was so much familiar with the landlord's children that they spent most of their playtime with me in my room.
 One day, a lady had come with her very small baby-boy as guest in the landlord’s house. The baby had just learnt to talk and walk. He was therefore very cute and loving. He too became equally friendly with me after a few days.
 After some days, I suddenly fell ill and stayed at home. During the day, the guest lady brought the baby in my room and left him with me. For some time, I played with him but short after I fell asleep due to strong pills. When I got up, I was stunned that the boy was not there. I searched the room and at last discovered him under my bed. I tried to pull him out but to my great horror I found that he had been playing with a big cobra.
Now, nothing could fade my terror there. So I sprang immediately out of my room. After a minute I was cooled and my conscience didn't allow me to leave the boy with the deadliest cobra. And it was very difficult to drag him out and I wouldn't dare it. I screamed and called everyone. In. a minute there were more than five hundred people in and around the house. The mother of the boy began to cry as soon as she heard. Out of hundred people there were nobody even to dare to enter the room. We tried to call the boy but he wouldn't come. We thought of all possible ways to rescue the boy but nothing seemed practically good.

When the horror was still extending, one of them came out of the crowd with a tumbler of milk. He entered the room and kept the milk in the comer and started whistling with his mouth. After some time: the snake slowly crawled towards the milk and started drinking it. In the meantime, the mother forcefully entered the room and snatched the boy out of the danger. With much difficulty the snake was also expelled from the room after killing it. This incident seemed so strange and stunning, that I frequently happen to remember.