There seems to be a close relationship between drinks and one’s life.
The adolescent usually love soft drink for their sweetness and variety.
He knows nothing about sadness and his taste of life is sweetness to the exclusion
of all the others.
In his eyes the world is full of facets just as the soft drinks are varied in flavor.
Youth seems him on a job or in love. Soft drinks have to give away to coffee,
which is bitter yet somewhat sweet and fragrant.
It gives a stimulating sensation suggestive of maturity, appealing to him,
as he is fickle and moody.
As this stage, he begins his career full of ambition and ideals,
however ,either his job or his love affairs may bring small setbacks, for which
he is sometimes seem forcing a tearful smile.
Consideration of gains and losses seem to him an enjoyment as well as a torture.
Middle age turns him to tea that gives a delicate fragrance very gradual to come out,
only discernable off and on.
it is bland and elegant ,deep and profound. It never stimulates your sense of taste
but a sip of it will leave a faint fragrance lingering in your mouth.
Free from impractical longings and fully aware of the evanescent beauty of the sunset,
he cherishes every minute of the day and each day of his is sweetened with
a small but real happiness.
The elderly drinks plain boiled water which is devoid of saccharin, caffeine, or theophylline.
It tastes yet a slow sipping will doubtless yield a little bit of sweetness.
He has been tossed in life’s storm and taught by rough and bitter experience
to know better than to care about glories and successes which is appear to him
now as a fleeting cloud,
for this is the time he can sit comfortably in an armchair letting his mind wander.
All that happened in the past and all that exit in the world seem to him as plain and
insipid as water.