Co-operation

     
                                Co-operation

Variety in all aspects enriches human life. Each being has some unique talent. This diversity of
human beings shows the richness and not the disparity. No work is inferior or superior. Every work contributes to community service. Thus the division of labour involving different kinds of responsibilities among the people is the base for a solid society.
It is not the complaint but justice, fairness, consideration and co-operation alone can make  healthy society of peace and prosperity.
Once a man had a dream in which his hands and feet and mouth and brain all began to rebel against his stomach.
" You good-for -nothing sluggard !", the hands said, "  We work all day long by sawing, hammering and lifting and carrying. By evening we are covered with blisters and scratches, and our joints ache, and we are covered with dirt. And meanwhile you just sit there, hogging all the food."
" We agree ! Cried the feet, " Think sore we get walking back and forth all day long. And you just stuff yourself with so many things, you greedy pig, so that you're that much heavier to carry about."
"That's right ! ", whined the mouth, " Where do you think all that food you love comes from ? I am
the one who has to chew it all up, and as soon as I am finished you suck it all down for yourself. Is that fair ?"
" And what about me ?", cried the brain. "  Do you think it's easy being up here, having to think about where your next meal is going to come from ? "  And yet I get nothing at all for my pains."
And one by one all parts of the body joined the complaint against the stomach, which did not say anything at all. " I have an idea " , the brain finally announced. " Let us all rebel against this lazy belly, and stop working for it."
" Excellent idea ! ", all the other membersand organs agreed. " We will teach you how important we are, you pig ! , then may be you'll do you a little work of your own."
So they all stopped working. The hands  refused to do any lifting or carrying. The feet refused to walk. The mouth promised not to chew or swallow a single bite. And brain swore it would not come up with any more bright ideas . At first the stomach growled a bit, as itt always did when it was hungry. But after a while it was quiet.
Then, to the dreaming man's surprise, he found he could not walk and felt very weak. He could not grasp any thing anything in his hands. He could not even open his mouth. And he suddenly began to feel rather very ill.

The dream seemed to go onfor several days. As each day passed, the man felt worse and worse.
Meanwhile, the hands and feet and mouth and brain just lay there, getting weaker and weaker. At first they roused themselves just enough to taunt the stomach every once in a while, but beforelong they did not even have the energy for that.
Finallythe man heard a faint voice coming from the direction of his feet.
"  It could be that we are wrong ",they were saying.
" We suppose the stomach might have been in his own way all along", the hands said.
" I was thinking the same thing ", murmured the brain. It is true he has been getting all the food. But it seems he's been sending most of it right back to us ."
" I think we must admit our error ", the mouth said, " The stomach has just as much work to do as the hands and feet and brain and teeth".
" Then let us all get back to work", they cried together.
And at that the man woke up. To his relief , he discoveredhis feet could walk again. His hands could grasp, his mouth could chew, and his brain could now think clearly. He began to feel much better.
" Well, there is a lesson for me to learn" , he thought as he filled his stomach at breakfast.
" Either we all work together, or nothing works at all ".