2024 Author: Harry Day | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 15:43
I have an acquaintance - one of those people who achieve everything through overcoming. The goal is not so important as the height of the obstacle in front of it and the effort required to jump.
Someone has been swimming all their lives like on a lazy river - wherever they take it, they will settle down there in the warm sand. Another holds an impartial competition for the deepest ass, and then screams out of it, so that in the daylight he again turns his scrutinizing gaze on the nominees. And my acquaintance in life rushes, dashingly jumping over the barriers.
You have to understand that this approach applies to absolutely everything. The best position is the one for which you managed to endure a million interviews and touch the lie detector. The best milk is not sold in a bag: to get it, you need to run after the cow and milk her on the go, and ideally it should be running in bags. The best puppy in the litter has already been bought, or he stands like a Bentley puppy, or he needs to be fed with the meat of a South African lion listed in the Red Book.
The principle is clear, isn't it? The most delicious candy is always wrapped in the most difficult to open wrapper.
And candy without a wrapper is inedible at all.
And then one day my friend went to America. He returned stunned.
This all happened quite a long time ago, and it was not so difficult to be overwhelmed by being transported from provincial Gorky to New York. But in his case, there was one surprisingly prosaic reason for shaking the foundations of the world order.
He bought a seedless watermelon.
Think about it.
Watermelon. Seedless. This breeding product tramples on the very idea of a watermelon. For this fruit in its original form was conceived by the Lord so that, spitting bones and drowning in the depths of sugar, we would not get to the sweet pulp right away, but only after passing the test with honor.
The crucian fish is arranged according to the same principle. You can enjoy its taste only by piercing your mouth with small sharp bones. And it is right. It is reasonable. This is commensurate with human nature.
My friend bought a seedless watermelon. He found it out already at home, when two red halves, stunningly shameless in their bonelessness, lay on the table in front of him.
Having reached this point in the story, my friend fell silent. His face was pale.
- And what? I asked curiously. - How's the watermelon?
My friend looked up at me, in which suffering would be enough for three counts of monte cristo, and said with indescribable bitterness:
- Tasty.
He buried his face in his hands and sobbed. (Okay, not sobbing, but almost. Almost shedding tears).
Man has lived for many years knowing that there is no pleasure without overcoming. And suddenly I stumbled upon something that brought down his entire system. Seedless watermelon. Pure delight. No suffering, no torment, no running in sacks. Being not a stupid person, my acquaintance extrapolated the experience gained, and now he interpreted his past obstacle course from a new angle.
It turned out that the height of the obstacles does not always correlate with the result obtained. That is, in some places it was possible not to rush, bouncing wildly and breaking their own records, but to walk calmly and with dignity.
The best job ends up in the neighborhood of your house.
The best milk is on the nearest shelf.
The best puppy sits in a box along with three more, also the best.
As someone who is inclined to run around in sacks for any reason and value what has been achieved depending on the amount of effort put into it, I sometimes have to remind myself that a seedless watermelon exists.
I even confidently believe that I am in the first stage of enlightenment. From this height, some objects and events are clearly visible as seedless watermelons.
True, I have a suspicion that there, above me, the second step extends. Whoever reached it walks along a huge melon, unmistakably seeing through every watermelon.
