A guy walked through a park one day. The grass was green, the birds whistle in their nests up in the trees, and the flowers were blooming. It was spring. Then he saw a flower that was about to bloom in a few days time. He somehow liked it. He found that the flower was not like the others. He believes that, when it blooms, it'll be the most beautiful of all. He told himself, then when the flower blooms, he would pluck it, and keep it for himself. He would take care of it, until the last petal drops. So everyday, he walked by the flower to see if it has bloomed yet. One day it happened. He was in the park, and he saw the flower bloomed. He decided to go and pluck it. He ran towards the flower. But just as he was about to pluck it, the stem already in his hands, he thought to himself, 'Should i pluck it? If i do, it might die, i could not give it all that it needs to live like what the earth is giving to it. But if i don't someone else might pluck it'. So he decided to wait, and he removed his hands. Everyday, from that day onwards, he would walk by the flower, with a question in his head 'to pluck or not to pluck?'. One day he noticed that there was another guy who looked interested with the flower. He told himself that the guy might have the same idea as he does, to guard the flower to himself. He saw the guy walking by the flower everyday. His heart wanted to just go and pick up the flower, but his mind said no. He was afraid of that guy. He was afraid that the guy might just pluck the flower in anyday. And he knows that he would be sad to watch the flower go. It was the first time in his life that he had ever liked something so much...

if you're in his shoes what would you do?