broken jar

In an Indian legend, it is said that every day a man tied two large jugs of water to two ends of a stick, placed the stick on his shoulder and carried water to his home.  One of the jars was older and had small cracks.  Every time the man walked home, he would pour half of the water in the jug. The man did the same thing for two years.  The jar was healthy and proud, fulfilling the task for which it was created.  But the old and cracked jar was ashamed that it could only do half of its duty.  Although he knew that those cracks were the result of years of work. The old jug was so ashamed that one day when the man was getting ready to draw water from the well, he decided to talk to him: "I apologize to you.  All the time you have used me, you have only benefited from half of my volume, you have only quenched half of the thirst of those who are waiting in your house.

 The man laughed and said, "When we go back, look carefully at the path." When the jar returned, he noticed that on one side of the road, on his side, beautiful flowers and plants had grown. The man said, "You see that nature is on your side."  How much more beautiful?  I always knew you had a gap and I decided to take advantage of this.  I spread vegetable and flower seeds on this side of the road and you watered them every day.  I brought flowers to my house and gave my children cabbage and lettuce.  How could you do this if you didn't have a gap?"

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