The Nandi’s were a young married couple. They resided in a small house, in a small suburb called Salt Lake. With their small house they had a small car which Mr Nandi would use to go to his small office in a small firm in a small building in the hustle bustle of Calcutta.
Lately both Mr and Mrs Nandi were having a heated conversation about the unpaid bills and how Mr Nandi’s job was taking them nowhere and the baby due in less than four months made matters worse! Mrs Nandi couldn’t work even if she wanted to at least till next year as the baby would be too young to be left alone.
It was the month of January and a moonless Friday night. The house was empty. The small dining room was silent and there was a small little spider walking around the ceiling ready to spin its web on the recently unused fan. Hoping that where the dust settles, so shall a few flies. The spider was simple, hardworking and had to face new challenges every day, with defeat and success trying to outmatch each other with every sunrise.
Slam!! The door opened with Mr and Mrs Nandi entering. Mr Nandi sat down on the table and Mrs Nandi flipped the fans switch on and stood by it; hoping that a little fan breeze would bring the heat down. Mr Nandi tried to do the same with a glass of water. But neither could control themselves and they began arguing!
“You are never let me enjoy myself! As it is we barely go out! And when we do, you never seem to enjoy and neither do you let me enjoy! You’re just driving me insane!!”
Mr Nandi retaliated, “your no less either, one drink and u fall all over people as if you finished a bottle, if you can’t handle yourself why do you drink?”
“You and I both know that isn’t true, and besides it has nothing to do with me! It’s your insecurity; you need to deal with it! We have a child coming up, u better grow up before our child does!”
“What do you mean by that? I am trying my level best here! I work all day, try and pay the bills, still take you out once a week and you still complain! What am I supposed to do?”
“Why don’t you be of some use for once? Your stupid job never gets any bread in our house anyway! You are living off the rent and whatever my father gives you!”
“You’re really drunk! And you’re not making any sense; please just go off to sleep!”
“The truth hurts doesn’t it? And you blind yourself so that you don’t have to face the reality!”
But while this fight was going on a lot of other things had happened in that room. The spider that had been knocked over by the sudden movement of the fan blade and now it hung dangerously on a broken strand of web praying in its own small way, so thin that the naked eye could barely catch it, the web was almost invisible, and so was the spider to Mr and Mrs Nandi!
The fight went on for another half an hour! But a few words changed all that!
The concluding statement as we may call it came from Mrs Nandi, “I have had enough of you and your useless ideas! All you have done is caused me and my family trouble. I should never have married you! But it isn’t too late I’ll sign the divorce papers tomorrow! I am sure my parents can take much better care of me than you probably would ever be able to!”
After this statement Mr Nandi just got up and left. And soon Mrs Nandi followed, maybe realising she had said too much,
Little did they know the fate of the small spider. The moment Mr Nandi left the web broke and the spider fell straight into the glass of water.
This small spider, residing in their small house in their small dining room, plays a small insignificant role in their lives but yet taught us one of the greatest teachings of life.
The fact that there is always a thin line, a line which is not visible- yet its presence is known, a line which we shouldn’t cross, cause if the line is crossed and it breaks; there is no going back!
If only they had followed natures clues, sometimes we overlook the smallest of things but we don’t 
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