Story of a missing pearl
One day a little girl, naughty and a bit unpredictable was playing with dried leaves under a tree. The birds were taking bath in a pool of water nearby. She asked the birds, why were they feeling so hot, it was not so warm after all? One of the younger bird replied, do we take bath only when we feel warm outside, what if I was feeling warm inside? The little girl had not thought about that, but being not given to easily accept defeat in argumentation, she asked, “that is ok, little bird, but then tell me, why do you flutter your wings so hard after taking bath, why not let the water evaporate slowly and slowly so that you can keep cool longer?” The bird was not going to let the girl get away with that. She said, “you know, when I flutter my wings, some drops look like pearls when sun rays pass through them, some fall on dried leaves with which you were playing and some soak other birds tempting them to also take bath”. And as if as an after thought, she added, that the leaves which received drops of water, became manure faster, did not fly with the breeze too far, being heavy and enriched the roots of the trees under which we are talking. But some drop disappear, in the thin air. She asked the bird, “do u know where?”
The little bird was speechless, she did not know, but do you?