The Parable of The Boy and The Jar
A father named Thinto, deeply concerned for his son Jipto’s well-being after a painful breakup, seeks the wisdom of a monk. “My son is lost in his sorrow, consumed by the end of his relationship. I fear he might do something drastic,” Thinto confides in desperation.
The monk nods with empathy, offering a solution that he carefully outlines for Thinto.
Back home, Thinto raps on Jipto’s door, calling out with an urgency born of newfound hope. “Son, a monk has blessed us with a ritual to win back your love.”
Jipto, previously unreachable in his grief, swings the door wide open. “What ritual? Let’s begin immediately, Father! I’m in agony without her.”
In the dining room, Thinto guides Jipto to a table where a clay jar with a slim neck awaits. “The monk instructed that you must pull out the stone within this jar without breaking it, and she will return to you. I’ll leave you to this task,” says Thinto, retreating with a hopeful heart.
From afar, Thinto listens as Jipto grapples with the jar, his frustrations mounting. “This jar is cursed! I can’t free the stone,” Jipto cries out, perplexed and angered by the seeming deceit. “What is this trickery, father?”
Though every paternal instinct urges Thinto to comfort his son, the monk’s sage advice echoes in his mind…