The water and the cup

Am I so pessimistic?

The guy with the cup half empty. No you are wrong, My cup was FULL.

Beats the guy with the cup ALWAYS empty right?

Reminds me of story.

A wandering traveler, passing through a small town. It was sunset. He was traveling for 4 days straight and was thristy. He walked towards the town well and found that it was guarded. A burly villager stopped him.

Big strong guy: The well cannot be used by anyone today. The holy man needs it. You have to wait till sunrise, for then the holy man will be gone.

As a wanderer looking for no trouble, he retreated to a corner of the town square. Looking around, he saw villagers gathering. Many of them looked thirsty for the looks of their dried lips.

He went to sit beside an old man.

Traveler: Who is the holy man? What are you people waiting for?
Old man: No one knows. He knows everything and told us not to drink for a day. He going to make a speech soon. Hush.

A crowd starts to gather. Everyone was quiet. Waiting for the holy man.

As it approaches dusk. A small hooded figure walked towards the centre of the square.

He took of his hood. Grasps and noises emerged from the crowd. The holy man is a young girl!

Old man: I see, he appears in different forms, aha, he was an old man when I saw him 60 years ago.

Girl: Come lets drink. Everyone hold a cup of water from this well for it has been blessed. BUT! Drink only after I tell you to.

Every villager took a cup. The young girl took a cup, walked towards the traveler and the old man.

Girl: I remember you, old father. Do you want to take a cup too?
Old man: Thank You. I am old, give it the traveler. If I understood, I don't need it anymore.

The traveler humbly took the cup and looked into the contents of the wooden cup.
Whats so special about the water?

The young girl walked backed to the centre. She smiled.

Girl: Now drink as much as you liked from the cup. Any amount you want. After that, give me the remaining water if you have any, for I have some use for it.

They drank, some gulped down everything, others drank half. Everyone was different.

Old man: Drink, my friend.

The traveler was thirsty, but he was weathered and he could wait till sunrise.
He only took a sip.

Traveler: Let me see what is she going to with my water.

Girl: Ah, I see everyone has finished. Let me say something, the water in the cup is actually all the sorrows, fears and sadness everyone is going to face in the future. I shall drink down the your sorrows, fears and sadness for you.

There was a commotion again. A man that drank the whole cup fell onto his knees and cried. Many like him followed.

Some that drank only a little like what the traveler did smiled.

Old man: Well done, my friend.

The young girl drank the remains of every single cup. The traveler was last in line. When it was his turn, the girl looked terrible. She had too much.

Traveler: Why did you do this?
Girl: Your sorrows are mine. That is my job, because you believed.

She took the traveler's cup and smiled.

Girl: Only a sip.

She drank every single drop and collapsed into the traveler's arms.

No one knew what happened to the girl. A carriage came and picked her.

The traveler set off at the next sunrise. He was different inside, he knew it. For the girl whispered something into his ears when she collapsed.



Girl: __________________________________________

Lalala, Don't tell YOU!