The monkey preens itself using a piece of mirror, in the Delhi ridge. It is the first time that the monkey is seeing a reflection of itself, so clear and life-like. The monkey admires the beautiful brown hair on its head, neatly parted along the centre. It has a nose and a small mouth. The monkey then opens its mouth to inspect its tiny set of teeth. It sticks out its black tongue at the reflection. As the piece of mirror is moved slightly, it sees its shoulder and body in the mirror. It then flicks its long brown tail and brings it into the reflection. But the features on its face are more interesting. It manages to get its face back on the mirror and once again goes back to inspecting its mouth. Suddenly, the bright sunlight is obscured by a dark cloud, or so the monkey thinks. With a heavy swoosh, a thick net, lands over the monkey and tightens around it. The mirror falls from its tiny hand, and all it sees around, are the human faces, out to get him.