As usual, a bee was flying freely from flower to flower collecting nectar from them and helping the plants to pollinate and find fruits of their own. With a pleasant humming music the bee was enjoying its journey of friendship, while doing its duty.
As it was flying in a jolly mood, unknowingly it was trapped and fell in a web of a spider. Somehow it manages to free its wings from the fetters of the web. But the struggling vibrations of the bee reached the spider which was in deep slumber in the central room of its web cabin.
As soon as the spider felt the presence of a stranger in its web it rushed to the spot and began to have a final conversation with the victim which had become an almost assured prey.
In an aggressive tone of a dictator the spider laughed at the bee and shouted, “You bees are really foolish. You never stay in your home and have rest; but you collect all your earnings in your secret chamber to be plundered by men at the cost of your life. You roam about from flower to flower without any relaxation for your wings. Look, all your hard work goes a mere waste for you as they benefit only others. What a foolish life is yours since you work hard and die for others. But look at me. I just build a house of my own and I am provided delicious meals by fools like you. We spiders don’t do any hard work like you but just eating and sleeping. We needn’t be responsible or work for anybody else. We just enjoy a happy life of our own in our own palaces. It is fools like you who work so hard to become the victims of our snares and lose your lives. We needn’t bother about anything except our own spider world of pleasure.
The bee tried to reply in its feeble voice, to establish its stand in the justice of life. “Of course, you spiders build up snares from your selfish spinning wheels. The material for your spinning also is provided inside you. Unfortunately, you never realize that you live aloof, being caught in your own selfishness. You can never enjoy the colorful pleasantness of the natural world, remaining inside your world of selfishness. Come out and look at the beautiful colors. How wonderfully are these flowers created! What a wonderful world with various creations! Surely, you miss a lot! You neither enjoy nor allow others to live peacefully as you are always on your feet ready to strangle your victims!”
“Have you ever experienced freedom?” continued the bee after a pause. “How can I explain you about the delightful freedom of flying from one fragrant flower to another? Our work makes us joyful as we preserve our savings in our tiny rooms and change them into sweetest honey and wax for the health and enjoyment of others. Making others happy is the most esteemed goal of our life and we thank God for this blissful life.”
The delightful dedication of bee-life filled its heart with a new vigor.
“The lazy, selfish and irresponsible life of people like you is a threatening burden for others. You affect the freedom and happiness of others. It is another kind of terrorism.”
Saying these words the bee suddenly jumped out and escaped from the spider.
A lesson from the bee and the spider
This world is full of selfish people like this spider; neither they live nor they let others live. Their selfishness swallows things which belong to others. Their selfish attitude strangles and suffocates lives of others. The spinning web that captivates others is the product of their selfish nature. It is inherent in them, not easily seen by others. Once caught in their web, it is extremely difficult to escape from them.
Some people in the world are like the bee. They work hard without counting the reward. They live for others and suffer for others. They are always duty-minded. They plunge into action to move humanity forward. They collect their bitter experiences and pass on to others, changing them into useful knowledge of sweet honey. They have the special charisma of making even bitterness into sweetness. They volunteer to make lives of others sweet.
It is our turn now to ask ourselves, “Am I a spider harming others or a bee helping others?”