A crowd of people had assembled in front of a merchant’s house. They were wondering at a squirrel that ran in the revolving wheel of its cage. A thrust that was sitting on a nearby tree asked the squirrel, “Friend, please tell me what you are doing.” “My dear fellow,” replied the squirrel, “I don’t have time to stop and talk to you. I have lot of work as I am the courier of a nobleman.” At once, the squirrel started running again. This time, it was faster than ever in its wheel. “Yes,” said the thrush, and it flew away, “I can see that you are running. But despite that you have not moved and are at the same window every time.” In the world, there are many worried busy bees who are always running from one pillar to another. People wonder at them. They make no progress like the squirrel in the wheel.
The Squirrel and the Thrush
