A drop of rain falling from the sky, if caught on the hand, is worthy of knitting, but if it falls into the gutter, its dignity is so degraded that it is not even worth washing one's feet.
Not worth it....
If the same drop falls on the hot pan
Existence ceases, it perishes.
If it falls on a lotus leaf, it sparkles like a pearl, and if it falls on an oyster, it becomes a real pearl...
Thempa is the same, but his existence, his credit, his reputation depends on who he will be in company with...!