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Bombay Journal: The Mysterious Ducks of Suffian R. · 25 February 08

On the streets of Bhindi Bazaar, there waddle, to the best of my knowledge, only two ducks.

The Mysterious Ducks of Suffian R.

Below is a brief interview with their owner:

ME: When will you eat the ducks?

SUFFIAN R.: Never. They are my pets.

ME: Oh. Do they have names?

SUFFIAN R.: No. Yes. They are ‘Duck’ and ‘Duck’.

Yes, ‘Duck’ and ‘Duck’ walk freely in Bombay. And unlike most other domesticated animals in this neighborhood, they will not die by the hand of man.

Though uncaged, they do not run away, and there have been no attempted thefts.

SIDENOTE: Many people sleep in the streets in Bindi Bazaar. To outsiders, the neighborhood often seems like the kind of place where one’s things might be frequently stolen, but for people who live here leaving fowl lying around is pretty safe.

If anyone tried to snatch a bird, it would make noise, and wake many witnesses.

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  1. I remember the first time I saw them. Strutting around among the dead goats walking. The goats, they knew their fate. And so did the chickens. But Duck and Duck were different. They were not food; they were fed. They were to be served, not served. Why? Because they were Duck and Duck, and they knew it.


    — Dan    73 days ago    #

  2. Not concerned with fowl play, these fowls could play, for they were duck and duck and they were kings among hen.


    — Kevin    73 days ago    #

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