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Then one day, as
unexpectedly as he had left, the lion returned, shining out of the
dark trees like- the sun. In his mouth he carried a piece of red,
dripping meat.
'Sir!' Hari cried, and prostrated himself. The lion walked up to him without greeting him, and dropped the meat at his nose. 'Eat that!' he commanded. And though Hari knew that he was irrevocably breaking the final bond with his own kind, he did as he was told and sunk his teeth into the red flesh and tasted blood. Then a wonderful thing happened to him. His brain reeled, and he felt rays of light pouring through his body. A tremendous strength flowed through every sinew. He grew vast and powerful. Lionliness permeated every cell of his being. He was conscious of his thick mane, of his gleaming teeth, of his strong, supple body; he was conscious of his royalty, And he knew without any doubt that the reflection in the pool was his own and that the golden light shining behind the eyes of his master was his very Self. And suddenly
roared.
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of Hari: The Lion |
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