It was a normal hiking day.
As usual after the walk, our human cleaned the mud and dirt off the shoes so as not to bring it into the car.
Parked under the roadside trees, our human heard rustles of leaves and looked up. A few monkeys were moving from branches to branches.
Our human quickly took out the cell phone.
As the monkeys moved off, one stopped and decided to rest on a branch nearest to our human...
...and sat there like a 'tired old man' for quite a while.
Yes, our human could relate, feels for him and understand his tiredness.
His home has been invaded, destroyed for human advancement and convenience.
When our human moved to the present home twenty years ago, beside was a small patch of green forest. The air then was fresh with daily visits from monkeys.
Soon it was cleared. In its place, now stands two rows of 4-storey shop office.
Air now is not like before; it feels warmer and faintly smell of vehicle exhaust.
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