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प्रश्न
Why did the dog prefer a strong master to live in the jungle?
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उत्तर
Centuries ago, the wild dog roamed as freely in the forest as wolves. He enjoyed absolute freedom. But he was not quite happy with his way of life. He was sick of his loneliness. He was also afraid of animals stronger than him. He had to look for food himself. So to save himself from hunger and danger of other animals, he decided to have a master stronger than anyone else on earth.
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