The Sun-Crier

The Sun-Crier

In the chicken yard, the rooster was so ill that no one could count on his crowing the next morning. The hens were very worried that the sun would not rise, if the crowing of their lord and master did not summon it. The hens, you see, thought the sun came up only because the rooster crowed. The next day, the sun cured them of their superstition. To be sure, the rooster was still too sick and too hoarse to crow, but the sun shone anyway; nothing had affected its course!

(From Oriental Stories as Tools in Psychotherapy by Nossrat Peseschkian)

Comment: Ah! Many times we are fooled, and given the impression that, the office runs because of us. We are indispensable for the family. And so on and so on.

One day we die. The office runs. The family members continue living.