THE ant – a short story
THE ANT – By PACE
Oh! The small thing is making my head scratch. That was the reaction when I saw the ant army brigades brisk march all along over the neat floor tiles. The discipline was amazing as usual. I put an obstacle on the path and thought the game is over. The small ant needs a simple solution after all it is nothing! Hmm–. I returned to find the ants walking all over the object as if the object has fallen accidentally. I took out the magnifier to have a look at them. I zoomed on one of them among the many. It stopped and pulled up its antenna as an expression. Strange from human sense point of view, I could see sugar it was carrying on the antenna. Aha it has sugar on the raised fist. A sweet in the raised fist on a ### situation. This is interesting.
I stood up and looked down on the ants! Hey you are too small, I will push you out.I took the broom stick and did lot of carpet shots. It was like somebody throwing balls all over the floor. I was careful not to crush down the ball but roll it over. Finally the game was over and gate was closed. I had the Cup of satisfaction in my mind and success on my head!
They are back! Oh ho, the reserve battalion was there. Hmm–, the ants are not too small. They are small.
The human history which to my knowledge was the world history came to my mind. How some humans have won war? Block the beautiful flow. Build huge dams as trenches and walls are crossed by many. These are there in our human life and are overcome with humane love. I blocked the gaps of human construction with glue. The glue will make these tiny ANTs to stick to it. It will stop those rallies which often provoke us and make us think, this is ridiculous small nuisance.
Yes it finally worked. Those on the lead had turned away the followers.
The ant brigade faded away. I was on the top of the world. The war is over. I took a cloth and crowned my headgear. I my wife, all over dear! She did that beautiful smile. The Feminine smile, the smart provoking compassion.
I went back and sat on a chair. My innocent daughter giggled in. The cute asked, “Hey dad, what are you doing? Are you inventing something?” I told her, “I have overcome an irritation”; and explained the whole thing.
The cracker laughter burst-ed. She was rolling all over the ground with laugher, with tightly held palm. Her childish innocent laughter was like flowers bunched into huge balls banging all over the body and mind!
After intermittent sessions of laughter, the music stopped. She came to me and unfolded the secret. She had sugar in her hands.
I walked down to the kitchen. My ego was going down. I found that the sugar box was not closed properly. I could see some ants, dead ants! Too rich can kill anybody! I removed them and closed the lid.
I went back to the chair and sat down. These ants are really marvelous creatures. They are animals, not small. I settled down on the chair. My mind started settling down. I Snapped. A snap in time helps a lot.
I woke up feeling fresh. I removed the glue out of curiosity. There were no ants glued to the obstacle! Great.
I looked out of the window and could see them marching somewhere else with same seal as if nothing has happened.
I took out the magnifier. I showed my hand for ant to roll on. Ant rolled on my hand without outbursts of biting. I focused the magnifier on it. It was carrying some dust. It was put down and I could see the antenna up curved smoothly.
I sank into the chair.
Ants had warned me to say something is not in order, and the gigantic human being could not understand. So pity! History is the story of the universe and not limited to humans as we have misunderstood!!
The leadership skill of these beauties is immense. They lead and turns you and them away from dangers!!
ANT is not small animal but A Nice Truth!
** By a Humble Human, from a great land in this wonderful EARTH **