holey pot. scene 2

Dearest shadow,

After much lack of thought, i felt that classics are loved because they remain the same. and so i decided not to change the ending of the holey pot story.

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Scene 2

FARMER, who has been listening to the story all along, decides to intervene once he reaches home. He sets the NORMAL POT on the bench and cradles the HOLEY POT, gently caressing its curves and its holey areas. NORMAL POT rolls its eyes at the HOLEY POT's flaws.

Farmer:
That cloud does look like a bunny. hmmm. Interesting observation holey pot.

Holey pot:
is he actually talking to me? he knows that i can talk?

Farmer:
Yes. I've known for a long time.

Holey pot:
OMG! you heard everything! i'm so sorry! i'm so lousy! i dont deserve your care after giving you so much problems!

Farmer:
hush now. who told you that? you were made to believe that. did your conscience tell you that? on its own?

Holey pot:
No but it makes a lot of sense. and ----(gets cut off)

Farmer:
so much of the world is not built on sense. if there was any sense, then good men who fall off buildings should be saved by angels! and gravity should have some sense not to let them crash to the ground!

Holey pot:
but you see, gravity is impartial. whether you're a good person or not, you're going to crash to the ground if you step off a tall building.

Farmer:
Exactly.

Holey pot:
what do you mean by exactly?

Farmer:
well, think about it this way. whether you are a holey pot or a normal pot, you'd be incapable of carrying water if you crashed to the ground.

holey pot:
yes...and...

Farmer:
so your holey-ness has nothing to do with what happens to you. view yourself as gravity views you. be gentle with yourself...
its not always your fault. some laws just work that way.

Holey pot:
uh huh. i'm getting confused here.

Farmer:
Did you notice that when we go uphill, there are no flowers on your side but when we go downhill, there are beautiful flowers?

Holey pot:
yep. so what about that?

Farmer:
when we go uphill, the normal pot, the haughty-i'm-so perfect-at-everything-pot gets to enjoy a beautiful view despite having no sense of appreciation. Its literally empty inside and it makes a lot of noise. remember the saying still waters run deep?

Holey pot:
yep. i do. and i'm not happy with how you talk about my friend!

Farmer:
follow through with me here. when we are going downhill, there are beautiful flowers on your side. they are there because of you.

Holey pot:
ME!? pfff. i've never touched the ground in my life!

Farmer:
you see, i knew you were flawed. i know you have a gaping hole. and yet, i carry you up and down because i exploited your flaw to create something beautiful. i put seeds on your side of the ground so that when you leak water, you can water the plants and provide them with the energy and sustenance to grow.

Holey pot:
really? you mean, you like me? despite my flaw?

Farmer:
i like you because of your flaw. if you were another normal pot, life will be boring. i will not go up more times to fetch water. i will not get my exercise. i will not appreciate the beauty god has given us in the form of nature. i will not have a peaceful, unhurried life. and i will not look up at the clouds and see as you do.

Holey pot:
will you ever think of patching me up? i mean, since you love me only because of this flaw...

Farmer:
oh c'mon now. i love you inspite of your flaws. your insecurities or your supposedly idiosyncratic ways of viewing the skies.

Holey pot:
-Blush- why thank you. How can i ever repay you?

Farmer:
just remember to stay true to your essence. for there is no one else like you elsewhere.
to wish to be another is to be second rate. to strive for betterment and goodness is always welcome but ensure that you do not take unsolicited advice when you are at a fork in the road. look up and seek your destiny among the stars. even if you can never touch them, you can appreciate their beauty and see where they lead you. take a different turn once in a while. walk with your friends and smile more. everyone will see your beauty .

Holey pot:
I'm sorry i ever felt bad about myself. thank you. for everything.

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thank you all the farmers in my life....i'm a happy holey pot. and too bad normal pots, you'd end up left on the bench....or folding wrapping papers in lot one's sistic counter. hah!


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