The Two Divers

We went to Balmuri Falls for our corporate team outing. Around 15 of us went. We had a wonderful time. It took us three hours to reach the place, and then, we struggled for two more hours to find some clear water. Rocks and dirty water, more rocks and more dirty water was all we could find. At last we were delighted to find some water space where we could play. Though not very clean, it wasn't too crowded. Someone, a stranger, had just dived in. He was alone. Half immersed in water, his face looked sour. We did not know if our sudden appearance was the cause for the sulkiness or his loneliness was eating him up. However, one of us saw him dive and got too excited. I believe that's what happens when a swimmer lives in a desert and suddenly wakes up one fine day to find himself on the sea shore. He got a thumbs-up from the first diver. The exultance could be seen on our swimmer friend's face. He went on top and swooped down. Lo! There he was. He didn't look any different than the first diver. In addition to the gloomy look, he started abusing diver number 1. The water was not even knee high. The two divers had swooped down only to bang themselves on the hard rocks. They were now hurt. "Never trust a stranger" said diver number 2.