Walking with the Butterflies :)

I met her all along my way. And whenever i did she smiled at me! She always made me smile. She made my day when i was low, made me happier when i was happee... She spoke a lot even in those few seconds.

She is always there! She always makes me smile...

Thank you my dear Yellow Butterfly :)

I was new to this place i was going to. I knew no one. All i knew was the Yellow Butterfly. She flutters her wings. Never stays still and flies from one patch of colour to the other. All this while making the onlooker happee.

That day the little Yellow Butterfly let me take a look into the world of butterflies. Never had i seen them much just heard about them. Never had i seen them all but that day she showed me all of them!

And they were so beautiful... To me they were the prettiest, the happiest, the most colourful of all creatures on this planet.

All i did as i walked with them was smile. I smiled at every butterfly i spotted. And they smiled back!

Some were black with white polka dots, some were white with black polka dots. Some were yellow on the inside and black and white on the outside- so when they flew, they flew in three colours!

Some were blue-ish white, some were flaming orange on the inside and chocolate brown on the outside. Some were tiny white. Some were green. Some were biggg and long and some were tiny and swift. And ofcourse showing off her world to me was my little Yellow Butterfly!

They were dancing everywhere. Not just on flowers or green grass but on thorns and dried grass too.

I wondered don't they fear of their soft wings getting stuck in the thorns? But all my fears were out to rest when i saw them doing there pair dancing. They were so fearless, so ecstatic, so carefree and free to fly wherever they wanted to.

I mean look at these tiny creatures so cheerful, so beautiful, so delicate who think nothing about getting themselves hurt but think about how more happee-go-lucky they can ever be! They enjoy this freedom to the hilt without worrying of the bad they can run into. But just doing what they really love- meeting different flowers, dancing and flying!

They add that colour, that extra spunk to the nature! Unknown to them they make millions of people like you and me happee. Now that's what i call the noblest thing to do. Making others happee!

After our walk the Yellow Butterfly asked me about my trip and did I like her friends.

All i could say is, "You teach me to live on, dream on and fly on without any worries!"

Thank you my dear lil' Yellow Butterfly. I shall pass this happiness around :)

Comments

Meenal said…

Wonderful...!! Be the yellow butterfly and spread happeeness around the world!

October 31, 2011 at 6:30 PM

ccw said…

d concept is abstract to me but i feel its very well expressed..
tc

November 1, 2011 at 1:23 AM

Saurabh Sawant said…

:-)

November 1, 2011 at 5:34 PM

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