Old Butterfly
Ah!!! it pains to stretch my old body. My body has become brittle and sensitive, gone are the days when I was young and strong. Day by day I was transforming, it was wonderful. Once I was a despised worm and I began to transform.
It was slow and laborious process. I woven a nest around me, fiber by fiber, thread by thread. I kept weaving it day and night, it seemed that time has slowed down.
Once I had a nest around me I felt I was secure. I lost the vulnerable feeling I had earlier. It was like I had a mask for me to hide my ugly face from the world.
But there were other changes in me. Once I was in my nest I recognized that I started to change. I started to grow from all places. It was painful. I did not like what was happening to me. I'm sure that I have been growing uglier and uglier. You cannot expect a worm growing in to an angel right?
I was growing from all directions. I started sensing things from the two things that came up on my head. My vision started to be good. I increased in size. There were two alien things that grew on my back. I thought it was like wings of satan.
After few days all my brothers and sisters who were in their own nest started leaving it. I noticed they were happy getting out of the nest. But I did not understand why anyone would leave such secure place. As the days passed everyone got out and I was left all alone here.
I started feeling hungry which I did not feel when I was changing. The wings I had started twitching to open up. Controlling them was challenging. It started to pain when I used to control them. I started telling to myself that you are safe here outside no one likes you.
After few days I was fine. Although I was hungry all the time.
Now I’m old. May be in a day or two I might die. I had a good life. I learnt to make my own nest and to make myself safe from the cruel world out there.
I used to dream sometimes that I was coming out of nest fully transformed into most beautiful and colorful form of myself. But the greatest thing was I was able to fly with most colorful wings. Everyone was admiring my beauty. I was amazed about my dreams. But dreams are dreams and are never meant to come true. If dreams becomes truth then its not dreams, its reality. And in reality I’m just a ugly worm.
Recently I started having a strong urge to see that beautiful magnificent creature who has wings filled all the colors imaginable and fly like an angel. But I barely could see from my nest. For that I need to get out of nest. Which I don’t want to do. In another day I will be barely have strength to get out of this nest and after that I will die peacefully. But if I think in another way I feel Im leaving for another two days its better to get out and find that creature and die in peace. But I certainly doubt if such creatures exists or not.
So I have decided to come out of my nest and search that beautiful creature today. I might have only one day to do that.
Here I go. I’m wiggling to get out. Oh god! This is so painful.
Wriggle, wriggle, wriggle……
Ok my head is out now! Very soon I will be out completely.
Wriggle, wriggle, wriggle….
At last!!! Im out. Ah!!! The air has not changed.
Ok, now let me see where I can see that creature. Hmm.. I can see someone over there. Im not able to see clearly and I need to get close.
Now let me crawl myself there. Ok, oh no! I have only few legs now. Okay, let me walk over there.
Wait a second, my wings are opening up. But why? I don’t want to make fool out of myself.
Oh no! I cant control them.
Now they are opened up, I'm good in embarrassing myself. Let me see how are they.
What? Oh no! this is not possible.
Am I dreaming?
How can my wings we so beautiful? And colorful? And so magnificient? And..????????
So it was me I was dreaming about all these days.
I’m special!!!
By,
Mahesh Kotekere
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