Long ago in the land of North, a king called Shiri Badat lived. This king was no ordinary king, for he had his organs made out of metal and Hunza butter(maltash).
Shiri Badat had a rule that a house submitted to him a goat or lamb turn by turn,as tax.Once it so happened that an old women in the valley of Nagar had only a single lamb which she had fed with her breast milk, as it's own mother had died and as the labor of the king's tax fell upon her, she had no option but to surrender the lamb.
At night when it was dinner time in the royal palace, the cooked meat of the old women's lamb was brought. When he tasted the meat, the king was amazed at how good the meat tasted. He asked his wazirs, why this was so but the wazirs didn't know either.The king ordered his guards to ask the owner of the lamb. When the guards inquired they found out that the women had fed the lamb with her own milk. When the king was informed of this, he immediately changed his rule of a lamb per house to a child had to be given as tax and so after that a child was given as tax to the cannibal king Shiri Badat. The people of the his kingdom were so grieved at sending their young as food for the king. This went on and on, people tried to get rid of the king but whatever they did, had no effect on Shiri Badat for he was indestructible to the human eye. The king had a daughter and she to felt disgust by her father. One day in a plan to get rid of him she asked, " Tell me father what is it that can kill, so that i maybe able to protect you" the king trusted his a daughter alot. He said to his daughter " My dear daughter, i my body made out of steel and so are my organs but my heart is made of Maltash (Hunza butter), only a great fire could put to rest, anything else is just useless".
Now that his daughter knew of his weakness she joined the people of the kingdom in devising a plan to kill the king, once and for all. One day while the king was hunting the people dug a trench in his path and filled it with wild, dried bushes. When the king came to the place where the trench had been dug he fell and the people quickly set the bushes afire. Shiri Badat's heart being made out of butter, melt and the cannible king was no more. The people of the kingdom celebrated and the king's daughter became the queen.
years later the some people saw the king and started a festival to by which on 21st of december the people gather and burn the king again to make sure he dosen't come back. This festival is still celebrated in Hunza. it's called thumashaling.
The end
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