LETTER TO MY ANCESTORS

O Chameleons! How come you knew that the humanity needed you badly? Civilizations have had perished hadn't you casted your inspiration. But, don't you think you never got the status you deserved? Don't you think they never worshipped you. Don't you think they never accepted, even reluctantly, that they are descendant of yours, and yours only? You cold blooded existence, doesn't your blood boils out of revenge? Why don't you destroy your descendants? You know, you can do this.Chameleons! here is your true son, and I accept you my sire, and that too without shame, without guilt, but utter pride. I take the endeavor to establish your true status in the society of your descendants. I'll awake humanity from siesta. That would be my true ancestral sacrifice, the divine ''tarpan''.Dear Chameleons! I know you can't speak, so am I. But how fortunate we are to have gotten the skin! We have ample reasons to laugh at those skinless. How their every action taken turns to excuse forbidden! They do not know how to camouflage, and one day, they perish, without casting an imprint. They no longer fit for survival. They must die. I wonder, if they were you, who always have enlightened Darwins? Chameleons! give me strength to rewrite the evolutionary history and regain your due approbation.Your true heir....