The frog didn't see me coming.
My tongue flicked, once.
Scented the air.
Warmth. Movement. Soft breath under wet skin.
A blur of muscle—strike—then silence.
Its last twitch was felt down my fangs, a pulse of life slowly fading into stillness.
I devoured it whole. Even though it sounds disgusting..you don't know how I feel now
...It's not like I want to do this or so I keep thinking and consoling myself for committing even more sins.
The hunger calmed. My thoughts cleared.
And It was also the time I felt something else for the first time.
Guilt.
The frog hadn't fought.
Just blinked at me, trusting the green safety of the world.
In my past life, I would have pitied it.
Now? I ate it.
...
That night, I hid in the thatch of a shed. Maybe it was made for sleeping of an animal.. It's warm and relaxing.
Children played nearby, squealing with delight. One of them—the girl with long black hair and a wooden doll—ran close to the shed.
Too close.
She paused.
Looked directly at me.
Could she see me?
Our eyes locked.
Then—
"Ammmmaaaaa! Sssssnaaaake!!"
Screams.
The stomp of footsteps.
Broomsticks. Fire. Death.
This seems kinda familiar to me. Just the thing is I have switched positions now.
I bolted.
Through hay, under walls, across dry grass that scraped my belly.
A rock flew past. Another hit my tail. Pain flared like lightning. It seems people are hitting me with everything..Well who am I kidding! I am a Snake now.
I barely escaped into a crack in the old temple wall.
Panting. Bleeding. Trembling.
This world was no longer mine.
Maybe It never was.
Well My emo phase starts again.
....
> "Kill it before it kills you."
That's what I remember I have been hearing for a long time..So much that it became ingrained in my psyche so maybe for others too it's the same.
BUT THA- THAT VOICE
That voice again!!
The only difference now is that
this time, it didn't sound like a memory.
It sounded like a warning. For Animals. For Snakes. For Me.
...
I hid for three days inside the temple wall.
A crack in the stone barely wide enough for my body, but safe.
Cool. Still.
I coiled into silence and listened.
The temple was abandoned—crumbled stone idols, dried marigold strands, and fading echoes of mantras that once filled the space.
It reeked of things lost. Maybe it'd get renovation when elections come near and politicians get some free time..Why am I caring about politics tho?
Well just rambling because I can't sleep in peace here..
I slept with one eye half-open.
Because I wasn't alone.
There were others.
---
On the second night, the air changed.
Something moved outside my wall.
Not a rat. Not a child.
A low growl echoed. Slow footsteps. Paws. Fur.
Mongoose.
My body went stiff.
Every cell in me remembered — predator.
It sniffed around the wall.
Tried to squeeze in. Failed.
But it didn't leave.
Instead, it spoke.
> "You stink of confusion, Snake."
Tf? I can understand what that one is saying! Is this common for snakes or is this my power? Well no way to know for now..I gotta survive first!
My tongue flicked involuntarily. Words? He spoke?
> "You're not wild. You're... not known though."
His voice was dry, raspy, like grass brushing bone.
> "Who are you?"
I didn't answer. I didn't know.
He chuckled. "Don't worry. You'll remember... before you die."
Then silence.
---
The next morning, I emerged.
The mongoose was gone.
But something else had shifted. I could feel it in my scales.
I wasn't just a snake.
I was a trespasser—in the laws of mankomd, and a wild beast. A danger to humanity..I have now accepted that reality.
I don't want to shed my humanity but as a Snake what humanity can I even have? Is it my consciousness?
To understand the difference between right and wrong? But are humans really right? I don't know now.. being in this cross pathway I now find myself stumbling.
But one thing is certain-
I am a SNAKE now!!