When I will be a old man

One person used to bring water in his village on two shoulders of one bamboo hanging on his shoulder every day. One of the two kalasi was old, lean in some places. Half the water of this mill could be brought to the house to bring home. The cockpit that was good, so happy to be able to do its job properly! But other callers always kept their faces in shame. One day when the man comes to bring water, the old calli said in shame, "You do not have any work with me. Take the water that is so hard, half of it is wasted and lost. The rest is useful only. "The man laughed and said," On the way back home, take a look at the road. "On the way back, old broken cola saw many flowers and trees on the way. The man said to him, "How beautiful is the road to you? Do you know what happened? Say listen If you take half your water on the way home with you, do not waste it, that's why I planted trees on the road. The water you get from them is very useful, and me too! I can feed my kids good vegetables, decorate the house with roses; And all this is possible for you! If we think we are old, our work capacity decreases, but why would it be? We only get new qualifications to overcome the previous qualities. If you can use them properly, it is worth the effort. "