The Butterfly Effect

yes..its so many days since my last post.....scribbled everything in my diary...but kept procrastinating this work.....laziness is my genes now...god save my future generations!!!

everyday brings with it..countless stories...which i wish to put up here...for others to view my world through my eyes.....

Today, as usual i got up..got ready for another academic enriching day.....thats when i frequent the libraries ..today was another library day..... wishing for a nicely stacked library...... cool place..both temperature and people wise.

I stepped out of my abode...was going to the bus stop...it was cool morning so thought of walking through our neighborhood park ...saw all kinds of birds there....old aunties...cribbing about their bahus...unclejis wishing for aunties to go home, to give jack, joker and queen a chance again...
Girls giggling and playing...boys busy in becoming tendulkar and dravid......bemused...quietly..i kept on walking and watching my steps too..coz there were squirrels playing in the well grassed lawns.......all these people were different...but alive..yes they were living life...

From one far end I saw a little boy(maybe 3 yrs) running towards me...he came upto me..bend down ..held his both knees with both hands, gasped for some breath and then looked upto me....and asked .."aap kaun ho".."aap kaun ho"..i smiled..i replied.."aapki dost"..he asked me again "aap kaun ho"..i replied" aapki dost"..he then tried to pull my duppatta..as if asking me to come with him..i nodded in agreement...i saw my watch..i still had time..could still make it to the libaray on time.

He was kept walking and tugged on to my duppatta....he took me to a lady..who was tending to an infant....i presumed that lady to be his mother..right i was.....he said.."mummy dekho..mainey butterfly pakadi"......i and her mother both were amazed at his statement..and then burst into peals of laughter..the child laughed with us too..
Her mother then said.."bete ye butterfly nahi didi hai"..he answered back in a second.."mummy ye pink butterfly hai, meri friend hai".....i was puzzled why he called me so.....

I was getting late....i said a polite namastey and kissed the child and left the place...
I draped my duppatta.....checked if it was equal on both sides..and as i walked..the duppatta flew with the breeze..i felt as if my pink duppatta became my two wings...i turned back and saw the child..his face was beaming with joy...he was telling his mother.."dekho... mummy butterfly"...even ran towards me..i stopped...the wings were still there....i kissed and hugged the child...and walked briskly towards the main road.....
I was happy smwhere inside...

The breeze played up with my duppatta the whole day...i was a butterfly..my heart wished to fly.. somewhere else....to be with tht small child..to play with him....his face crossed my mind a hundred times...and those words."aap kaun ho".."dekho... mummy butterfly"
maybe that child was an angel..gifted me a smile to last the whole day..or maybe my whole life...