THE FLASK OF LIFE

Life can be seen as a flask with the water in it a measure of our immaturity. We begin life with our flasks full - ever so innocent. Every deception we encounter, every emotional dent and every bad experience in life is a dent n the flask which leads to the water leaking hence decreasing our immaturity. But the love and selfless love is the rain that refills our flask. The aim in life is to have a half full flask, not completely full to senseless immaturity and neither empty that would be of a emotionally empty person.