short story powerful Hunter dilemma episode 1 part 1.

english translation
Am I a hunter. Just a hunter or a powerful hunter?

Or Ashraf Shikhari. Like Ashraf Al-Makhluqat. How can this happen? I shouldn't be thinking this
at this time. Why am I thinking like this? I got up from the bed and started walking around the
room. When I woke up in the morning, something strange happened to me. The brain was
doing circumambulation.

I don't know why I don't remember now? I might have mentioned it to Begum. The door of the
room was open. On the big CTV screen installed in front of the bed, the Discovery channel was
showing a buffalo running, which was completely surrounded by lions. She was trapped and
now she was trying her last resort. She was trying to get out of their enclosure and disappear
into the forest. The lions were thwarting her every move and were ready to pounce on her
slowly.
The powerful lionesses of the group sharpened their claws and attacked first. The claws dug on
his back and neck and forced him to fall to one side. Now the male lions of the group also
started to seize every part of his body and the bloody spectacle turned into a feast. Done. This
is the forest where the buffalo used to be and not anymore! After eating the lions, the other
animals and the donkeys also cleaned the remaining parts of his body as soon as they saw
them. I sat on the bed thinking. went . The strong always wins.

Is man also a powerful animal? Why am I thinking like this? I should never think like this at this
time. Begum brought eggs, parathas, tea and Balai Begum in front of me and said, "What are
you thinking all the time? You didn't even know about my arrival." ?" She sat in front of me and
said, "Have breakfast, don't think so much. Go to the doctor, change the medicine and tell the
doctor about your condition. You stay awake all night, when you sleep, you have strange
dreams. are
You are right. I must see the doctor again. I was engrossed in my breakfast and Begum went
out of the room. I thought again and the fabric of my memory began to move towards its main
point again. I asked Begum in the morning. What did you talk about? Did something happen or
did I tell you a dream? I don't know, but I must have told something. I turned my attention to the
breakfast. Seeing the egg on a plate, I thought that it was a chicken egg. And the chicken is a
living being. The egg is also a complete being which is killed by man before it comes into the
world, that is,

man is also a predator.

The powerful hunter? That is Ashraf Shikari. The one who controls every weak thing. Man hunts
for his own needs. All things are farmers. Even knowing that they are souls like humans. That is,
parathas are made of wheat flour. And wheat grains are viable seeds from which many new
plants can be born.

The top is of buffalo milk and the milk is meant for buffalo babies. We get it and use it at the
expense of power. Isn't this also an unjustified use of power? That's what I'm thinking. I
shouldn't be thinking like that. Am I a predator. Just a predator or a powerful predator? ?
I stopped eating breakfast and started pacing the room. Man is the greatest predator. He has
conquered everyone with his power. There is a fear that humans have instilled in non-humans.
When Begum came into the room, I had done many rounds in the room. I asked again, "Did I
tell you something in the morning?" I said yes. Begum said with a smile.
I don't remember anything. Your words are quite memorable. If someone listens, he will put his
hands to his ears. Well, someone thinks such things too. You tell me, no one is listening at that
time. There is only one here who will listen. You also limit the oath. Where did you tell the whole
thing in the morning? When I was in the kitchen, you told me that I saw in a dream at night, a
powerful creature was born from a human who eats meat. She has the ability to think and
understand more than humans. was present in a place where that creature was also present.
They had built farms where humans were slaughtered for human consumption. That creature
used to eat human flesh with great pleasure. Just as chickens are locked in cages in chicken
meat shops, there were humans locked in cages.