One
morning as I went out for a walk to admire God’s creation a tiny yellow insect
with large scaly wings caught my attention. It was the first time I had really
spent time to admire this particular creature in this part of the earth, we
don’t see butterflies in Sutgatti-Hubli very often. I was delighted and
followed the butterfly as it was skipping in the air. I forgot all my worries
and lost track of time, I began observing it’s every move. I even tried capturing
it on the camera. But the butterfly was very lively, active and too fast for me.
All
of a sudden, the butterfly had stopped moving. It seemed like it was stuck in
mid-air. By the time I made sense out of the whole scene, it was too late. A
spider on all his eight crawled up to it and right away began enjoying the
fruit of its hard work. The butterfly was stuck in the web that the spider had
perfectly and patiently fashioned. The venom took effect and before I could act
the butterfly was dead.
Moral:
We never know what will happen next. The cure of the smile may be inverted in
split seconds and turn into sadness.
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