The Fox Feast

The centuries-old natural forest of Sajuwal, on the banks of the Jhelum River, was always full of Tuesdays. In this dense forest lived a deceitful, bloodthirsty and savage wolf. The rabbits, jackals, mongooses and deer of the forest This dangerous wolf was tied to a cunning fox. There were many peacocks living in one corner of the forest. When these peacocks danced in the forest, flocking birds would flock to see their dance. These peacocks loved to dance like white herons.

Row upon row, standing on one leg by the river, bowing their necks, they would do penance with their eyes closed for many hours. These seagulls were very beautiful and white in appearance, but their inner being was as terrible as the dark night. One of them was a worldly heron devotee whose training had made the heron so skilled in hunting that it bit the jumping baby fish. He would put it on the tip and bring it straight to his throat and then from the same immersion he would start thinking about the whereabouts of the car.

Bagla Bhagat was very fond of his Mohsin stork who had taught him all the tricks of hunting small fish. In the shallow waters of the shore there was an old fish's habitat, which, due to its weakness, was devoid of the ability to hunt khaki and mai creatures. When a small fish jumped into the air in an attempt to escape from the beak of a heron. If it was applied, it would go straight into the jaws of this weak, weak and hungry fish. After swallowing the tormented fish alive, but the fish's dark eyes began to rain like summer clouds. Because the profits and losses were the same, storks, herons and crocodiles used to crawl.

In distress and helplessness, crocodiles often sought help from storks and crocodiles to meet their nutritional needs. I, the despicable heron, would occasionally throw a half-fish into the jaws of his jaw. Seeing the red head of the fat stork, the strong head of the May stork, and the beak of the May stork, the wolf also decided in his heart to bite this stout stork. Frightened by the rapidly changing conditions and seasons, he flew away. They would migrate to another lake, river or stream, but the stork never left Sajwal. Every wolf in the forest chooses to balance and diversify its diet very carefully. One evening the wolf said to the fox in a secret tone:

"You know, I've been eating deer, rabbits, sheep, goats, jackals and donkeys for a long time. After eating the same food, my health has started to deteriorate. I want to change my diet. Now I am anxious to peel the skin of a bird and eat its meat. You somehow call the stork and the heron to you. See how I finish the story of their long flight. You will find the neck, claws and intestines of the stork while the rest of the meat will be used in my medicine.

With his smooth speech, the fox persuaded Bagla Bhagat and the stork to invite him to his cave for a feast. Some distance away from the cave, the wolf hid in a herd of caravans laden with deer. He poured the broth and presented it to his two guest birds. Sarsa and Bagla Bhagat glanced at the plate and their beaks could not get wet in the broth. As soon as they saw it, the fox swallowed all the broth of the plate. Sars and Bagla Bhagat's pair watched the fox's invitation. After licking all the broth with his black tongue, Lumri asked his two guests:

"Tell the truth, how was Padi's soup in today's party?" I have done a lot of papad ballet for you to swallow this padi of Kala Bagh and I have shown Padi a very green garden.

Sars and Bagla Bhagat said together:

"Wow! What is Padi and what is Padi's soup. Come to us tomorrow and enjoy the invitation.

As soon as the stork and the heron came out of the fox's cave, according to the pre-arranged abominable plan, the wolves jumped on the bird, but due to their agility, they managed to save the bird and fly long and high. The work was done and the feathers of both the birds were not sold.

After the flight of Sars and Bagla Bhagat, the wolf and the wolf snatched their tails and ran away and started walking away. The next evening, at the invitation of Sars and Baglabhagat, the fox became well-groomed and reached the river bank. The wolf also hid in a pit under a dense tree near the peacock to jump and snatch the wandering bird.

The fox slowly moved closer to the stork and the heron. He apologized for the wolf's bullying and attack at yesterday's party and said:

"The wolves of Sajhuwal are notorious all over the world because of their instinctive love. My mother belongs to Makrwal. Anyone who tries to burn me will be reduced to ashes in her fire. "I'm very hungry. I haven't had anything to eat since last evening."

After hearing about the fox's fat mouth and sharpness, Sars said:

"Today we have prepared your favorite food. Boiled yellow corn kernels, with lemon, salt, pepper and eighteen spices on them have greatly enhanced the taste of corn kernels."

"Now bring the boiled corn kernels quickly." My mouth is watering with foam. "I can't wait any longer."

The stork brought a big jug and placed it in front of it. There were boiled corn kernels in the bottom of this jug. When the fox saw this situation, the fire became a whirlwind. She realized that she was now having to bear the consequences of her actions in the previous day's feast. There was a movement in the grass growing on the bank of the river.

Hidden in the grass but the fish snatched the cunning, treacherous and thug fox and disappeared in the deep water of the river. When the wolf saw that the fox was not there, he jumped on the jug placed on the bank of the river. The wolf hit the head of the wolf on the jug of clay and he fell into the river in a daze. After calculating the fox's invitation in the form of enmity, the stork and the heron flew long and high.

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