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The white strands have captured me for so many days. Each thread  is entangled around me. My small little wings trying to free these threads . A small opening showing a  drizzling galaxy . Wetting strands living behind my feelers showing my way out of the dark  room. A lot of struggle, jostling within the threads ,scared to open my eyes...
Slowly, I opened my tiny aperture, showers flushed into my windows and brighten my each cell of my fluffy little tube . The heat of day cleared my wings  my body.
The wings flattered out. I turned my little head around to see my vivid velvet stripes attached on either sides of my body.
Little wings ,so beautiful, rainbow in my own flapping in the air. The world around looked so amazing. Every things were new to me.
I could see long strands of lovely green grass blades swaying. I could see different colors of petals  spreading  milestone. Gentle breeze touching my soul and wings.
All were in blessing and caressing mood to give me warm welcome . To this beautiful world, I have become a part . Amazing.
Sitting at the edge of my cocoon,  little scared and confused about the world.  Which is the correct direction for me to fly?? From where to start my journey??
Who is behind me ?? How to learn the trivial hurdles to overcome throughout my journey??. Where is my destiny???
So many questions???
No answers....

After taking bath ,I was energetic and feeling a bit hungry. So looking through out beautiful flowers around., I spread out my wings.it was like a stretchable umbrella with rainbow 🌈  and black spots on it.
Oh! So beautiful 😍  I was thrilled. I flapped my wings and left the base. Oh   my balance was disturbed but upthrust helped me to fly. Oh so beautiful to swing in the air . It was as if white fluffy blanket beneath and I am bouncing up and down.
So soothing and relaxing.............. 
Down the earth was fullest with all volume of petals, green blades and blue waters.
So beautiful was our world. I was in seven air  not willing to come down. After all ,I have learned to fly and the whole world is at my feet.
After streaming all around  my little wings got tired and I came down to sit on a red poppy .petals were tossing in the air.  The orange red sun slowly moving down below the horizon.  I could see  kids women in the park . Some were walking and busy among themselves. Others were sitting on the benches . Kids were running here and there.  So hustle and bustle . I could see some faces shinning, smiling  and wide fangs. Some faces were tensed while Others with long faces lost in their own world. I flew closer  to the some these faces. Slowly, I went and sat between the petals of rose planted on the edge of the pathway . On the pavement, was sitting two ladies lost in their own world. Suddenly one lady draped in saree started crying. She was in her seventies, white strands on the head.
Wrinkles approving . Tears rippling down . I felt restless .wanted to know more about her pains. She tried to express herself to the lady sitting nearby. I couldn't get much ,
But came to know that her family members have decided to sent her to old age home.  She was alone and her children can't afford her anymore. She had become a burden for them. I was lost    . The single mother and father  toils hard to bring up all the kids ,they have. They brighten up the future of their kids. But same kids forget all the things done by them.
When the parents need them maximum  instead of holding their hands ,they discard them as old pieces of vases . Expired ornamental. They forget about the span of life ,same circle is being repeated. But I couldn't find any ways ,just could feel the agony.
With heavy heart ,I flew from there and came to sit on yellow petals of dahlia. Few boys in the park . Young teens discussing their life. They were frustrated with exams, competitions, and economy of the situations. Less job options and ways to tackle . They were throwing black trains of smoke  in  the air. Few were coughing because of heavy  smoking . I was wondering, " what is the meaning of life? "
How can I help them? These people around me can't fly and fly into the world of dreams were all can survive in peace and happiness.  I flew away to see a couple hugging each other, planning to elope because of the society. Both couldn't convince their parents who were against their marriage.  People make society but not vice versa. So many rules and regulations.  No one is ready to understand the feelings and sentiments of others.  So selfish world.  I could see different colors of generations.  Every one has own prospects and not trying to adjust or go down for the sake of jovial aspects. I could see the small kids  hand in hand, playing games and kidding.  I felt they are the best ,unaware  about the critics of grown ups. Lost in the present time-line. I was shred into  Tears  but can't turn up the magic stick ✨️ giving smile brightness to all. The colours of wings can't be  sprayed  to all.I glanced into each single eyes,colleges of pains, loneliness, agony  , avarice, greed and  some Gays, shinning twinkling smiles.
Few moments earlier, I was regretting my life as a butterfly 🦋, but now full of satisfaction of being at present form.I have been given an opportunity to be happy in the present butterfly. I have wings  which can carry me to change my scenario. How lucky  am I ? Many things can't be done by me but I can give them Few smiles and satisfaction. They  freshen themselves mesmerising  this moments. It might bring out miracles in their life .Thinking these all,I  closed my eyes.
Suddenly, I could hear flattering. I opened my tiny aperture. Amazing  , oh my God,
So many  wings in the air.
Different colors  patterns big and small  filled around and the songs could be heard in the atmosphere. All the swamp of butterflies going on a tour..  Ha ha
I also joined them . Swinging up and down in colourful chain .Seeing us kids were filled with happiness. Each eyes looked fresh and glowing with happiness. At that moment,  at least no one looked gloomy.
A little effort made the scenario delighted.
How the tensed minds were free and enjoying the beauty of nature with us.
We little creatures can change the mindset within a fraction.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 25, 2022 ⏰

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