دانلود رمان انگلیسی “بوتاربا -داستان مردی که به خوک تبدیل شد”- بخش اول

There is only one moral I wish to impart on you with this story, my brethren, and it’s simple: cook your pig liver first. I’m telling you right now, never even think about eating that stuff raw. Oh? “But I insist,” you say? Ugh, you’re a stubborn one. Since word of mouth isn’t enough to ward you off, my brethren, I suppose show, don’t tell, is more appropriate. I’ll give you a rundown of my situation. At the moment, I was covered in mud, lying in a heap on the ground of a dim shed. Why was I muddy, you ask? That was because the ground was slathered with mud. I was surrounded by pigs. It seemed that I was in a pigsty. If my memories were accurate, I should have been crouching down on the platform of a train station. I remembered a sudden javelin of pain had pierced my abdomen—pain so severe it had made my knees buckle. And I’d had an inkling what was behind this assault. I had eaten raw pig liver. A horrible friend had tempted me into the act of dipping raw liver into a fragrant sesame oil sauce and placing it directly into my mouth. I had thought, Huh, it’s smooth, succulent, and surprisingly, not bad at all. It’s just like jelly—you know, organ-ic jelly. Oh, such ignorance. Feeling as if I was being devoured alive from the inside, I had desperately prayed in my mind on that platform, swearing, I will never eat raw pig liver again. O gods above, please forgive meee! Everything up until then was fine. But everything from then on wasn’t. Normally, in a situation like that, you’d wake up in a hospital, right? But I, instead, found myself in a pigsty. Apparently a stomachache wasn’t punishment enough to earn the gods’ forgiveness—they had gone a step further and tossed this pitiful sinner into a pigpen. If you don’t want to end up like me, remember well: never ever eat raw liver. My body felt heavy, and my limbs wouldn’t budge. The pain in my stomach was no more, but my entire body felt almost alien to me.