A couple of days ago, I happened to chance upon a butterfly inside our home late in the evening. It was nothing spectacular or lavishly colourful, but a normal brown coloured one.
Butterflies aren’t a common sight very late in the evening. As it is, I was a little surprised to notice one. Like they always do, this one too was fluttering about carelessly pausing momentarily at places where it wished to. A couple of minutes later it did this wonderful flitting in a zig zag pattern and in an instant stopped and fell. Before I could notice and go near it, it was dead, its dance put to an end.
At that moment it struck me, why not live our lives like this, like this butterfly? Keep the dance going till the very end instead of turning sour and grumpy? By the dance, I do not mean or say it in the literal sense, but the dance inside us, the energy inside us, that can last till we breathe our very last. At certain moments we feel this sudden burst of energy, the spirit that keeps us on and up for a few moments; we need to make “this” last and that will make life worth while, not for ourselves alone, but for people around us too.
Once our part is played, nothing remains except a few memories of us with our cherished ones. And when that is all that remains, we need to be definitely sure that its worth its weight in gold, that they are beautiful memories. They will remain as souvenirs, which will be reminisced by the ones whom we love.
The last flight of the butterfly has been the first beginnings for me to understand life differently!
Image Courtesy: Chandan Karkera