I am a gentle four legged animal with a long beautiful tail and large eyes. And I am black in colour.
But some members of my family and friends are black, brown, and white or have spots and have more than one colour.
I feed on grass, shrubs and leaves. I help people by giving them milk. Which is considered a complete, wholesome and perfect food to drink. I even help to produce curd, cheese, from my milk.
And in villages many people use my dung to coat the mud walls of the houses. My dung is also used for fuel which is dried. It is also a very good manure for plants.
The male of my family is called the Bull or Ox. A baby is known as a Calf. The males are very strong and they are used to draw carts, and plough fields. I am a very useful animal to all. Hindus even think of me as a sacred animal, and with great respect they treat me.
But even though I am used for so many things at the end when I am very old and no use to them they sell me to the butcher. That’s when I will be really sad and scared. Why do people take good care of us and at the end kill innocent animals like us? We are not a harm to any people. We just help them in so many ways. I would love if this could be changed.
But I would also like to tell that even though, there are some kind people who never sell us to the butcher when we are old. Some people even protest against people who kill us. There are people who relies us from being killed by giving money to the butcher. But the very sad thing is the butcher relieses one of us and takes another from that money. And kills the poor creature.
! Oh how I wish that this could change for the better. And that all the people will love us. And treat us good even when we are really very old.
Written by Dilrukshi
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