When Great-Great-Great Grandfather Attacks

Its humiliating when you are outdone by someone in a fight and it sucks all the more when its a lesser equal... smaller and dumber. I went to Lohagad Fort on friday, a surreal day right from the most beautiful drive along the vast expanses of Pawna lake, to the mist covered mountains, a mountaintop to yourselves to actually being attacked by a monkey and being outdone.

Smart ass that he was...followed me when I drifted away from the group. Literally cornered me, i'll never forget the look in his eyes when my friend Adit screamed out to me "Abbas the monkey is behind you watch out". I turned around... too late he'd taken me by surprise I slipped partly because it was slippery and I was wearing slipons but mainly because he just caught me off guard and terrified me. It was one of those moments when you’re just gripped by fear and feel totally helpless. (It was a huge Alpa male..they can make you feel that way) It happened too fast I realized all I had for self defense was my bag. I slipped it off my shoulders and took one good swing at him and lost my balance in the bargain and slipped again. Every moment was precious I had to regain my balance before he decided to pounce at me again. I guess I managed to do it because I took another swing at him as he jumped at me. My bag opened out and my box of shrikhand, box of chicken noodles and cell phone fell scattered on the trail.

While he did not manage to sratch or hurt me directly I hurt myself because of the falls. He was done with me and he sat a few feet away meticulously opening the shrikhand box. He really knew how to rub it in!