“And when all the wars are over, a butterfly will still be beautiful.” -Ruskin Bond, Scenes from a Writer's Life
The field was lush green covered with the dark clouds, it seemed as if the sky had been invaded by the demons of the rains, and at any point you could feel that they will leave a thunderous roar, droplets of rain at any point were awaiting to kiss the flowers in the field, the green field was scattered with silence, the flowers awaited the presence of their regular friends whose presence spills magic on the entire field.
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Tika, the most beautiful butterfly in
the entire universe awaited the presence of Mikhail, her companion, her soul.
Tika came flying in the field, touching her favorite flowers. The presence Of
Tika sparked the happiness in the lonely flowers of the field.
Flowers blossomed with merely the
presence of Tika, the demons in the cloud went away and made way for the
Rays of Sun, to come and greet the most astonishing butterfly in the world.
Tika traveled through the entire field, and awaited Mikhail to come.....
Each flower in the field, tempted to
appear attractive, so that Tika would come and grace them with her presence,
but Tika kept flying without even bothering about any flower and kept searching
for Mikhail. She was restless, and kept flying and kept looking for Mikhail,
but he was nowhere to be found.
She remembered the moments when both of
them used to meet and fly as high as their wings allowed them to be, she
remembered how jealous those flowers became seeing their closeness.
Tika's wait finally came to a pleasant
end when she saw Mikhail flying from distance, she sighed and wanted to capture
that moment forever in her heart. Mikhail and Tika united, which seemed like
after an infinity, the flowers blossomed despite their jealousy, they could not
resist the love both of them had for each other, carelessly flying into the
sky.
The passion with which both of them
fondled each other's wings could put a couple dancing under the Eiffel Tower to
the tune of saxophone under shame. The flowers of the field despite their
jealousy to see their love had developed a routine to see them unite again and
again, as their love was the only thing that brought the light of hope into the
field.
'How far will we fly?' asked Mikhail.
'Till the point we reach the end of the
sky' replied Tika.
'The universe is way too big for us'
said Mikhail
'Its way too small for the love we have
for each other in our hearts' replied Tika.
They kept on flying and exploring
various fields, and many countless flowers where they inhaled each other's
fragrances.
Tika was in search of something, which
Mikhail sensed.
'What are looking for'? Asked Mikhail.
'The most beautiful flower in the
universe' said Tika.
'For what'? Asked Mikhail.
'To be in your presence, to be in
comfort under your wings' said Tika.
After some long search they found a
yellow colored Busan flower, who awaited lots of guest under its buds, but
won't let any creature flourish under his intoxicating presence, as Busan
wanted to host the most beautiful butterflies in the world, and after looking
at Tika and Mikhail, he sighed and told them
'Welcome my little friend's, I waited
your presence since eternity'
Mikhail and Tika were more than happy to
be under the presence of such a heaven like flower. They came and sat on
the bud of Busan, intoxicated under his presence, under each other's
wings.
Tika and Mikhail knew that the point had
come, where there souls would unite, they emotions would unite, the ocean of
feelings they have for each other would be mixed under the pure extract of
their love. Tika sensed that the time had come where she releases the fragrance
of love, a smell that would take Mikhail to the seventh cloud.
Mikhail patiently wait to inhale that
smell, where they both will follow to the path of heaven guided by gods of
love.
Amidst the ecstasy that both Of them
shared, they ignored the nature around them, the surroundings where they were
welcomed so warmly by the yellow Busan, which had turned purple in color.
As Tika and Mikhail came closer, Busan
changed his appearance, it's as if he was changing in accordance to their mood,
he was like the orchestra player under the instruction of his head curator.
The shining sun had eloped, the demons
reappeared, Busan had become darker, whereas Tika and Mikhail did not care
about the surroundings.
Busan waited for the butterflies to be
lost under the pleasure of their love, the moment he anxiously waited for was
there in front of him.
Tika and Mikhail never woke up again.
Busan, instead of caring for the
butterflies had turned into a poisonous host, who survived from the fragrance extracted
from the bodies of dead butterflies.
As Busan extracted Tika's and Mikhail's
fragrance, their souls left their body and somewhere in the other side of the
universe, Tika and Mikhail reunited and kept flying.....
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