The Story of a Butterfly

This is the story of Imli – a very pretty butterfly. She had a small mouth and two very pretty white wings. Those two white wings were so full of glowing colors that it looked as if she was a wearing a frilly printed frock. The white wings had black thin border and then touching the black border there was another lemon yellow line. And imagine — over the yellow line there were red polka dots -big ones. And on the rest of the white wings there were small polka dots, like stars all over– of black and matching yellow and red colors. Everybody who looked at her said “Wow, look at that beauty.” She really looked very beautiful. All the flowers– big or small,red or white or yellow or blue– in that not a very big garden — wanted her company. The red rose said,” oh just come near me. I will give you all my smell.” Imli took a circle around the rose and said, “May be later.” The yellow tiny daffodils got excited and thought if she could refuse the rose that means she is not class conscious and they just started dancing with expectation. ” Oh beautiful! See we are so many. You will be in a jocund company. We will laugh and dance together.” But vain Imli gave the same reply,” May be later.” The pansies in the garden had the same light petals that looked exactly like her wings and as colorful. And they were as proud of their beauty as Imli was. So they did not invite her. Imli shrugged her shoulders as if saying,”Uh, who cares. I don’t ” and flew to go to the lotus. It was hot. The sun was just above the head. The shade of the bougainvillea was not much. Moreover she was always very careful when she used to pass from that side because bougainvillea is full of thorns and she did not want her soft wings to be bruised. She needed some cool place. What can be cooler than the soft wide petals of big lotus. Moreover lotus had fragrance. And above all lotus was the king of the garden, just right company for the beautiful Imli. Lotus too always took extra care of Imli and treated her like his daughter. Imli sat on the cool petals and lotus very lovingly closed the inner petals so that she is not disturbed by the harsh rays of sun. Inside Imli licked the dewdrops that lotus had saved for her and she also took a drop of sweet honey. The flowers in the garden were always ready and used to invite her to have the honey and pollen but she never gave any lift to the smaller flowers. Inside she rested a along time on the soft soft bed. When she came out the sun was going down. There was mist in the atmosphere and the garden was fragrant with a pleasant smell. Suddenly Imli saw the toad and some frogs sitting at the edge of the pond and croaking. She never liked these slimy creatures and In order to avoid them she clashed with a pole and with a sound of k r r r she fell into the pond. Those very slimy creatures, whom she always looked down upon, ran to her rescue and the toad on his bumpy, rough back carried her to a dry place. All the flowers were shocked to see this horrible accident. After some time Imli regained her consciousness. She was very sorry for her behavior and repented and vowed never to look down upon anybody. Anyhow the damage was done. The colors of her once beautiful wings were a bit run over. This was a warning for her to remember her vow and treat all as her friends. Imli turned into a real beautiful butterfly now.