Life's soup
Life may not be a soup, but I want to symbolise it by whatever I have seen as a whole. Why is it called as a soup? Because I won't call it a feast. A feast is joyous, diverse and a mixture of various assortments, tastes, spices and whatnot. A soup, well, is a soup, it's bland and just stays there in the corner of your kitchen. So call it their 'homemade recipe style', some call it a 'soulful bliss' and others call it ' a medicine made by crushing many medicinal plants'. Soup was a source of nourishment and taste started by the Neanderthals, but over the years soup became from a tasty thing to something you make in a haste or when someone's having a cold. In conclusion, soup has gradually decreased in terms of reputation , soup has now been nothing more than a sign of pity. Now the question is, why life has been summarised as a soup? Because that is how life is for us, bland, pitiful, gradually becoming less important than anyone ever thought. As a ...