The Garden was full of many species of flowers with varied color and scents. There were green tall trees and birds on the branches were dancing and singing. A beautiful pond at a corner was like a meditating peacefully. In the sunny afternoon, he found himself in the wonder land under the blue sky. Now, with curious eyes he looked around and he saw row of followers beautifully arranged in the harmony of colors and he went near to them.His hands automatically reached to one of the beautiful flower to touch and feel it.But before he could nearly touch it something sharply pinched his soft finger tip and with pain he first time saw the inverted sharp thorn of beautiful rose. May be he learned flowers are not always soft and beautiful. Then he kept on his journey of this garden. Far in the horizon, array of green blurry mountains were just like in the picture of his textbook and sometime he had tried to draw them in his copy with his small hands.
As he was looking at a folk of birds flying over the sky, he saw something small and colorful coming down.His eyes just followed the creature and it slowly landed on a beautiful flower very near to him. In an instant, he rushed towards it but even faster the creature flew up.Though most of the things he was seeing had no name in his dictionary of mind,he came to know that it was a beautiful butterfly with colorful wings .The colorful, playful and delicate butterfly had begun to draw his attention. For sometimes, he thought that the butterfly was not going to come down but unexpectedly it again landed to the next flower and begun to suck the nectar. But this time he did not hurried. He looked at it carefully from the distance of some feet. His eyes were amazed with the beauty of the butterfly its dance and movement. Gradually the desire of catching the butterfly begun to grow in his mind.Then he slowly approached near to flower with utter silence. The butterfly was unaware of his move.Now he was in very short distance. In that closer look he found the butterfly even more attractive and he moved his hands slowly but the butterfly sensed the move and flew away. As it was flying,his eyes followed and he ran after it. His eyes were so fixed upon the butterfly that he even did not care where he was running and thorns were scratching his skin but he was not feeling even the pain. Despite of his effort to track it, the butterfly just disappeared somewhere in the garden. By this time his desire of catching the butterfly hand become so strong that he was determined to track and have the beautiful butterfly. He searched flower by flower in every corner of the garden. For hours he kept on searching. If he had been at home, would have already had lunch by that time of the day but today, in the garden with the passion of catching the butterfly, he had forgotten even the hunger and pain on his small legs. He was sweating but his search was going on. Even after hours of search, he was clueless that where the butterfly might be and there were no sign of it. Then he sat down on the ground feeling little tired. Slowly, he was being hopeless and thinking about giving up this search.All of a sudden, the butterfly landed very near to him in the distance not even feet away on the green grass of the ground. He was so happy and surprised to see his fading hope becoming the truth. This time he was so sure of catching the butterfly and was ready to take all percussion not to distract it. He slowly crawled on the ground with silence and approached very near to the butterfly then moved his hand towards it shaping his fingers likewise. Now, flicking wings were in between his fingers and up to this moment may be butterfly was unaware. He was holding his breath to catch it but he could not hold it long enough and within the blink of his eyes the butterfly flew up again and for seconds hover around his head and landed on the tree branch. He quickly stood up. The butterfly flew away in the sky and disappeared in the darkening evening giving no chance of following .As the darkness of evening was spreading, he remembered his home. Up to this time, he had forgotten his home, parents, thirst and all the pain. Now with hopeless eyes he found himself alone, tired and hungry and then moved his steps slowly to return back to his sweet home.
That day in the garden the child experienced and learnt the lesson for rest of his life.
...............Wake up Wake up....Sometimes feel I am still dreaming....
Notes:
Child: - Every one of us.
Garden: - This World
Butterfly: - Unlimited Desires
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