A Divine Butterfly

I was approximately 2 hours 45 minutes into typing my thesis, that i noticed a beautiful butterfly flapping its colorful wings landed on my keyboard.

Although my fingers were typing “internet security today is at it most fragile state” my mind was admiring the beauty of this fragile creature on my keyboard, while my fingers kept typing.

My mind stopped admiring the butterfly for a moment and told me to take a break from typing, but as though my fingers have been programmed to type the rest of 80 pages by the end of that day, kept moving on their own…so did the butterfly. I wondered why it kept lingering around the black and white keys instead of colorful flowers to suck honey from?

At the very moment as if the butterfly knew I wouldn’t stop typing, elegantly landed on my right hand fore finger. There I stopped! and gazed in wonder all the tantrums the butterfly has to show, it reminded me of myself when I was a kid, who would persist and wouldn’t go away until my Pa emerged from reading his book and would listen to my whims with undivided attention.

That stubborn little butterfly, I wondered if it knew me when I was small.
My Pa, would put the book down on his laps impatiently and would turn to me to lend an ear. But no! I always had something to show him. He needed to put his book aside and come with me to see what I have to show. So did this butterfly. It flew around me, and away from me in another direction as if it wanted to show me something. It drew my curiosity and led me to my back garden. I don’t remember when I last took a stroll in my back garden. I was too busy with “work & Stuff”

As I entered the back garden, a beautiful sight. A Magnolia Tree in full bloom was smiling at me with its lovely flowers; it was planted by my mother! As I walked towards it, few flowers fell on me. I felt strange, I felt as if my mother was blessing me for coming and visiting her.

It was not until 20 minutes later did I emerge from reminiscing, and remembered the butterfly, it was no where to be seen.

Wow,indeed a divine power, that butterfly reminded me of my Pa & Ma, about whom I dint spare a single thought for quite some time.

It meant a lot to me as a child when my Pa would put aside his book to come with me. I know it would mean a lot to my Parents, even if I put aside my work and think about them sometime.

I thank the little divine butterfly for reminding me that life’s too short to miss the beauty of a Magnolia Tree in full bloom, too short to procrastinate in appreciating those who gave us life and life around us.

A Divine Butterfly

Nivi .

Dublin, Ireland

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