A potter prepared the soil to make the utensils. Think of what to make.He made up his mind to make cigar. He shaped the clay to the cigar.The new idea started, and then he change the shape of cigar. The clay began to ask .. Why did break good cigar? The potter said, my thinking has changed. Some changes will make this a new thing. I will make pot. O potter, soil language, you have changed thinking only, but life has changed for me. If the cigar was formed then I would burn and burn the others too. By becoming a pot, cold water itself will cool down and give cold water to others. The heat in the world is increasing, some relief may be available.
* Perhaps someone on reading this start staying cool. *Anyone else should be dyed in that color by looking at him.
