The Butterflies too are busy … ( 9th June ’07 )

The next day I woke up early, steped on my skating pad and rushed to the same park, I saw a rabble of butterflies; I couldn’t identify the one I disturbed yesterday. I really felt sorry for my mistake.

Searching for nectar, it fastly swift from one flower to another. A heavy wind blew them a long distance…, I ran behind them .., I said hi …,

Wonderful it was when all of them fluttered near by me. I really had a lot of love for them, played with them for a long time.

This continued for days together, but as time passed by, all of them got busy …, I quietly went near by one of them, whispered .., hey will you come and play with me .., but it said .., “ sorry dear .., I need to collect nectar” .

I asked another and one by one .., but to my dismay, all of them seemed busy collecting nectar and laying eggs.

I sat desperately on the grass. Then I thought I have a lot of home work that my teacher had given, and its not right to spend all the time with butterflies, playing and spending time with them. I need to work hard & concentrate to complete them in time.

Our daily life is like going behind butterflies, relaxing the day long, and we deviate from our efforts in achieving our dreams.

Its better to relax for a while, but its not good to while away for relaxing all the time !!.

I remember one of my teachers words too “You need to make hay while the sun shines,
And then your life will be colourful like the butterflies” !!

( A Story enlightened by my mother - Retold )

A colourful life… ( 8th June'07)

After a quite drizzling the whole night, I was awaken by the bright rays of sun. From my bed I peeped through the window, I saw the dew covered meadow, and trees all bowing down due to the weight of water on its leaves. The parrots and kukkoo chirping. The bees made a buzzing lullaby.

Jus rolling from my cozy bed reaching to put off the alarm. Said good morning to the squirrel peeping at the window. Greasing my unkempt hair, skate to the nearby park with a foot ball.

Said hi to my friends there, and toss a game. Relishing a hard victory wiping the sweat about to drop on my eyes, I jus slant and I sat on the green bushy grass.

A lot of butterflies fluttered around the beautiful flowers. I was amassed seeing the varied colours it had ,.., each one was unique by its structure and brilliant colours. One of them flapped and sat on my shoulder .., I felt heaven. !!, Then two other butterflies followed.

But I felt selfish, I wanted to catch them. I tried my hand, but only its colour stuck on my fingers. All the butterflies flew away.

I felt I have disturbed that small insect. I should not have meddled with its freedom.

Every creature has its own freedom and purpose of life. If you have the nectar(sweetness) in you, the butterflies will come to you, and the life is similar. Only till we live a unselfish true life, our friends will be with us.

This world is a beautiful place to live. Lets maintain its serenity and peace. Lets live a true life, helping others and sharing a blissful love.

(From my diary)