The first time you open up a bottle of Thumsup, some of the
fizz goes out.
You take a sip or two, and put the cap on again.
Then you again open it up, and some more of the fizz goes
out.
You take a sip or two, and put the cap on again.
Every time the fizz goes on reducing.
Then you put it down, maybe a third or less still left in
the bottle.
All the fizz is gone, you say.
And yet, one by one, bubbles keep rising to the surface of
the liquid still left.
Every time you feel this is the last, there comes another
one.
And they keep coming, and coming.
Almost challenging you to look long enough.
You look on, as miraculously, they still keep coming.
And then, suddenly you are scared.
You are scared of them stopping. What will happen once they
stop ?
What will be left for you to do ?
But what can you do ?
It happened right in front of your eyes, and you saw the
bubbles come and go – one by one.
And now, all that is left is to sit and watch the slow
painful end of the process.
Inevitable.
Or is it ?
You are struck by a simple truth – bubbles were always in
the liquid, not in the bottle.
All that you need to do is pour more Thumsup in the bottle,
and watch the bubbles start their dance again...
So to pour more liquid, you take off the cap and take a sip.
And as you put the bottle down, the bubbles have restarted…
