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The Ant Story July 1, 2008

Just when I was having a cigerette break in office, I saw an ant climbing up the wall where I was standing. I kept watching it until it came to my shoulder level. And out of nowhere, all of a sudden I blew on her hardly and let her fall down to where it started its journey. And just at that moment I thought “why would I do that?” the follow up thought was “I always do this to ants”. But why? I couldn’t answer it. May be I have the years old revenge holding inside me against the ants. I remember when I was a kid I used to play around with ants. Every kid does it but I guess you would not expect an adult to do it. I was regretting later on for how hard it was for her to climb from ground level to around 6 feet high wall. But hello! look at her. She started her journey all over again. Such an untiring ass. How could she do that? I have the tendency of being stuborn but not of this kind. So that shows how ants differ from humans or to say it loud better than humans. Many of us fall down chasing our dreams and don’t care to climb again or don’t have the will to climb. Am I being too righteous? In the early morning today while getting ready I was thinking I should be forgiving and try to spread love everywhere [ duh! ]. But somebody inside me screamed out aloud “STOP TRYING TO BE A GOD… STOP TRYING TO BE GOOD WHEN YOU ARE NOT”… and that really has put me in contemplation for how good, how righteous I can be. But do I really have the other option? I don’t think so. Nobody has it in fact. Nobobdy can act bad and still survive. Everybody has to act the way God pleases…