An ant's death( ant ka aant)

was walking down the pathway that leads to the society main gate, and all of a sudden a heard a scream- a death cry, as if someone was in terible pain. Looked all around but couldnt figure out from where that eerie cry emanated from. Just then, there was a flash of light, and i rubbed my eyes, only to realise that i had got super-magnifying eyes- everything around me magnified a million times over- and there- that time- i just saw a train of ants, picking up some 17 dead bodies of ants- that were bleeding and were crushed. Under my boots. Mother ant was the one who was abusing me and said- cant u guys see- every single day u kill thousands of us- while ur walking down this road. Before i could understand further, i saw a beuaitful buttefly baby that had just come out of her pupa and was about to fly- a snail was passing by, and actually it was a 100 meters dash that those snails were participating in. A small green worm was sitting on a lead aside, and ywaning away to glory- a bit irritated at the commotion. While the dead bodies of the ants were pomptly shifted, another army of ants was passing by- ek do ek do,...huffing panting, and they were in parade style- all walking on the left.n carying grains, chapatis, and tons of goodies theey had jus collected.All of a sudden, a red ant gang intersected the file and ran away with some bits. the ants, as if i was a daily routine, made no fuss, and resumed their journey.next moment there was some thunder and a big crashing sound- oh god, a twig, dry, and with a few leaves had fallen down.Phew, saved- said the ants, as it had just missed them by an inch. The buterfly baby fluttered around, making joyous flapping sounds, and god knows why, came close to me, and perched itself next to me. Hi, she said- naya hai kya yahan par- new to this place, buddy? I dint know wether to say yes or no..Coz it was both. How would it know anyways who i am- all it must seen me as is- a giant hand, a mountain that he would take efforts to fly over, or a simple a moving object passing by trundling by and crushing a million lives every single day,while im wwalking towads 'livelihood'.Butterfly continued and said- isnt it a beautiful world all around, so much peace, beauty, no infighting, so much colour and life. I kept mum. Perhaps, i needed eyes to see, understand, experience, and empathise- that theres sure another world- all around me- that needs not eyes but a heart to understand. I took one step ahead- and again- a screeching cry. Hey bugger- this small beetle said- you were just about to kill me. Get lost, go back to ur own world and size. There's no place for you. Blip. Atleast now, i look down- as much and wherever possible- try to avoid a few innocent deaths, a few death cries,and broken wings.