MOOLAND--- COWS AND BULLS

Story as aasked by Mrs. Prema

Once upon a time, in a land beyond the river Moo was a farm of cows and bulls. Cows were milked and bulls used to work in fields for hours.
Cows and bulls were happy in their respective work and life. The beautiful weather, rain, sun and breezy nights were their counterpart.
Far across the city came few cows and bulls for a holiday. They felt cows and bulls being illiterate and backward.
City bulls told farm bulls that they were wasting time in reaping farms; in city we have cowboys and bullfighting competition. Come there you can earn good money in no time.
City cows said to cows that we are not being milked in city, rather we enjoy with our kids at home. Farm cows astonished and asked “Then what you do with your milk?”
We feed our calf and rest milk we dispose.
Farm bulls and cows were confused as they heard it.
Few went with them to city others remained behind with a thought ‘GOD HAS MADE US FOR SOME PURPOSE, AND NO ONE CAN DO WHAT WE CAN DO BEST, WHY NOT WE SHOULD DO WHAT WE ARE BEING SUPPOSED TO DO’.
And the journey continues but "To be milked or not to milked?" was the question which arouse in few cows minds. Bulls too felt “Whether to reap farm or to do bullfight and make money”. It was our choice and that gives us the freedom to live the life as we want.
Few bulls excelled in bullfight and others came back, cows too did same, some were happy with calf and others felt they were happy before and returned.
Life gives all of us an option to live as we wish to; it’s on us which way we bend it and lives.
VAIBHAV NAGAR