The Smithy





A HINDU FABLE



BY P. V. RAMASWAMI RAJU (ADAPTED)



Once words ran high in a smithy.



The furnace said: "If I cease to burn, the smithy must close."



The bellows said: "If I cease to blow, no fire, no smithy."



The hammer and anvil, also, each claimed the sole credit for keeping up

the smithy.



The ploughshare that had been shaped by the furnace, the bellows, the

hammer and the anvil, cried: "It is not each of you alone, that keeps up

the smithy, but ALL TOGETHER."





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