Man has stand up on the bridge. He looks to the river.
He thinks this is important question; Cause in his mind is a part of life. Salt is important, why? He doesn’t know.
When he was child, his mother had a big collection of much kind of salts; Mexican, Brazilian, French, Iranian and etc. she saved them into a golden box. Man (kid) couldn’t open the box, never. It was a great dream for him.
“One day my mom will going to die, and that time box will be mine”
Many years later, mother died. She wrote a letter for her son.
“You can have this box, but you can’t open it anytime. If you open it, you will lose all of things that I have given to you “
It wasn’t important to man, all of things? That was kidding, because he won’t anything except salts. So he opened the box; but the box was empty. He found another letter into the box – from her mom.
“I knew it’s possible, you will open the box. So I sold my house and all of things inside it.”
Man, didn’t have any destination that time. He was ready for suicide. He had a last wish; he would drown into a sea. Because normally seas are full of salts, he thought. He couldn't find any sea there. In that village just was a small river.
“Why rivers don’t have any salt?”