True Story

In the fields of Jhajjar,

In the district of Rohtak,

A tiger hunt was underway,

With bravery and courage at stake.

Mounted on their steeds,

The hunters rode with might,

Their eyes fixed on the prize,

A tiger in their sight.

The jungle was alive,

With the sounds of prey and predator,

The chase was on,

And the stakes were even greater.

The tiger was cunning,

A fierce beast in its prime,

But the hunters were relentless,

With their weapons and their rhyme.

The sun was setting,

And the hunt was drawing to a close,

The tiger lay defeated,

And the hunters could now boast.

A painting captured the scene,

A moment frozen in time,

A tiger hunt in Jhajjar,

In the year of 1820, a true paradigm.