Once, a hunter lived a village. He used to boast of his brave hunting trips to the villagers. The villagers respected him a lot. He mostly told everyone how he had fought a lion bare-handed. He said that the tiny animals used to get scared even at the sight of him.One day, the hunter was passing through a forest. He met a woodcutter from the same village.The boastful hunter approached him and said, “How are you? it’s a fine day, isn’t it?”“Yes, yes, indeed!” the woodcutter replied.“Well, can you tell me if you have seen some footprints of the lion nearby? it’s been months since i defeated any.”The woodcutter knew that the hunter only boasted, so he said, “Yes, a lion is in a nearby den. Can i take you there?”The scared hunter said, “No … No … i only just wanted to see his footprints.”Finally, the boastful hunter ran away from the spot
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