An ant is telling it’s sad story.Being an ant is not easy. First of all there is no such thing as free lunch for ants. That’s only for the “big bosses” who work without doing any work. Only they get to sleep and eat, while rest of the ants carry out the whole responsibility of searching and bringing food to the table and even while we are carrying such heavy loads on our backs, the big feet of a human being often comes close enough and it is enough to squash a whole colony of ours. Then again I have to take rebirth as an ant so-so-so-so many times and even after that there is no respite. Who knows? I may again have to take rebirth as a flower and then again be plucked by a human, to be used as a decorating object. OOf! there is not a single moment’s break. Now I have to again carry those big sugar crystals to our main godown where they shall be stored for times when food is scarce. Then whole community of ants will come together and have a huge discussion on our daily quota of having the food and then our bosses without taking us into confidence, will again reassign us to different divisions to go out and look for food while they eat and sleep.
It’s a tiring and hardworking life for an ant. Even humans know that we carry nearly twenty times the weight as compared with our own body weights and and even after that we hardly get our due compensation. Me and my friends are a tight group and we look out for each other.Yesterday was friendship day and we all tied friendship bands to each other and solemnly promised to be friends for life and ever after.
Phew! that wasn’t hard.Was it? See here I go taking another crystal of sugar to my destination.Bye-Bye.
WHO KNOWS? MAYBE GOD WILL GRACE ME AND I SHALL BE BORN AS A HUMAN BEING.