Once upon a time there was a crab who was running on the sea shore and was admiring its beautiful footprints* *Suddenly a huge wave splashed and washed away the footprints.* *The crab was very angry and said to the wave,* *”I considered you as one of my best friends, who knows me so well , so what made you do this?* *” The wave replied, As you were admiring your foot prints, A fisherman on the shore was following your footprints, that’s why I cleared it off*… *”Relationships mean caring beyond imagination*”. *Value your friends and don’t ever doubt the intentions*. *Never hurt those who value you in life*
One morning I wasted nearly an hour watching a tiny ant carry a huge feather across my back terrace. Several times it was confronted by obstacles in its path and after a momentary pause it would make the necessary detour. At one point the ant had to negotiate a crack in the concrete about 10mm wide. After brief contemplation the ant laid the feather over the crack, walked across it and picked up the feather on the other side then continued on its way.
I was fascinated by the ingenuity of this ant, one of God’s smallest creatures. It served to reinforce the miracle of creation. Here was a minute insect, lacking in size yet equipped with a brain to reason, explore, discover and overcome. But this ant, like the two-legged co-residents of this planet, also shares human failings. After some time the ant finally reached its destination – a flower bed at the end of the terrace and a small hole that was the entrance to its underground home. And it was here that the ant finally met its match. How could that large feather possibly fit down that small hole? Of course it couldn’t. So the ant, after all this trouble and exercising great ingenuity, overcoming problems all along the way, just abandoned the feather and went home.
The ant had not thought the problem through before it began its epic journey and in the end the feather was nothing more than a burden. Isn’t life like that! We worry about our family, we worry about money or the lack of it, we worry about work, about where we live, about all sorts of things. These are all burdens – the things we pick up along life’s path and lug them around the obstacles and over the crevasses that life will bring, only to find that at the destination they are useless and we can’t take them with us
As a man was passing the elephants, he suddenly stopped, confused by the fact that these huge creatures were being held by only a small rope tied to their front leg. No chains, no cages. It was obvious that the elephants could, at anytime, break away from their bonds but for some reason, they did not.
He saw a trainer nearby and asked why these animals just stood there and made no attempt to get away. “Well,” trainer said, “when they are very young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it’s enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free.”
The man was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn’t, they were stuck right where they were.
Like the elephants, how many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simply because we failed at it once before?
Failure is part of learning; we should never give up the struggle in life
There was a time when elephants could fly and had four big wings. In fact they were God’s favourite vehicles; he used to ride on an elephant when he was busy creating the world. But once humans started living on earth and God’s work was over, their importance decreased.
Not only that, the elephants had developed very irritating habits. Sometimes they would crow like cocks. And sometimes, tired of flying in the sky, they would go and sit on the rooftops of houses. The
houses would collapse. The whole world knew how heavy the elephants were, but these creatures had no idea about the trouble they were causing.
It was time for God to take action. He invited the big beasts for a fantastic feast. The elephants stuffed themselves with so much food that once they had eaten their fill, they rolled over on their stomachs and went to sleep.
That was the moment God had been looking for. He quietly cut off the elephants’ wings. He gave away two of their wings to the peacock, which is how the bird got its beautiful tail.
Then God stuck the other two wings on the banana plant, which is how it got its big leaves. When the elephants woke up groggy from sleep, they discovered their great loss. And they got wild — so wild that they scampered off into the forests.
The Lion, the king of animals, one day called all his subjects to his court, a vast, smelly cave.
The bear felt nauseated by the smell and held his nose. The lion was offended and gave him a blow that knocked him senseless.
“Does my court smell that bad?” he asked the monkey.
“Not at all, Your Highness,” said the monkey, ingratiatingly. “I would say your court smells like a bouquet of flowers.”
The lion knew this was not possible and knocked him senseless too.
The other animals, including a fox, began to sidle out of the cave but the lion caught the fox’s tail and pulled him back.
“Let us have your opinion,” he said. “Does my court smell?”
“I have a terrible cold, Your Highness,” said the fox, forcing a sneeze. “I cannot smell a thing so I cannot tell you whether your court smells or not.”
The lion liked his clever reply and gave him an important post at his court.
A dog and a donkey were going to the market with their master. It was a very long walk across a mountainous path. At noon, the master ate the little food he had brought along, unloaded the donkey, and settled down under a tree for a nap. The donkey began to eat the grass growing there, but there was nothing for the dog to eat.
“There are some loaves among the load you were carrying,” said the dog to the donkey. “Let’s take one and share it between ourselves.”
“Wait till the master gets up!” said the donkey, tersely. “He’ll feed you then.”
Just then a ravenous wolf came into view.
“Help me, help me, dog!” pleaded the donkey, quavering in fear.
“I’m so hungry I don’t have the strength to do anything,” replied the dog. “Wait till the master gets up. He’ll certainly help you.”
A fly was flying around a web but it seemed reluctant to land, so finally the resident spider poked its head out and invited it in.
“No, thank you,” said the fly. “I was looking for other flies but I don’t see any. I only feel safe in a crowd.”
The fly streaked away. Presently, it came across a large number of flies sitting on a large piece of paper.
“Don’t land!” warned a bee flying past. “ It’s flypaper. All those flies are stuck to it!”
“What nonsense,” retorted the fly. “They’re enjoying themselves! See they’re dancing!!”
“They’re not dancing! They’re trying to free themselves!!” yelled the bee,
but the fly wasn’t listening. It settled on the flypaper, and got stuck.
Moral: ‘Safety in Numbers’ may be a good slogan, but it’s not always true.
Two butterflies were in love.
One day, they decided to play Hide n Seek.
Male Butterfly – “Lets play a small game”
Female Butterfly – “Ok”
Male Butterfly – “The one who sits in this flower tomorrow early in the morning, that one loves the other one more.
Female Butterfly – “Ok”
Next morning, the male butterfly waited for the flower to open so that he can sit before the female butterfly in order to show that he loved her more than she loved him. It waited and waited and finally, the flower opened. The male butterfly cried at what he saw. His love had died inside the flower. She stayed there all night so that early in the morning as soon as she sees him she can fly to him and tell him how much she loved him, but now her death proved how much she loved him.