The making of W.I.N.G.S

My morning goes perfect when I sit on my window pane conversing with my flora. I started off with one plant, hoping that it would survive in my company and now I have my entire window pane filled with colors. They not only make me smile but they have invited others to join their family…the pigeons, sparrows, crows, humming bird and the recent one caterpillar..I named her Butterwalk.

Butterwalk is very lazy; she takes an entire day to go from one branch to the other. But she is magnificently beautiful and talented. Today when I noticed she has stitched three leaves around her and has started weaving threads around. In some days she would be resting in cocoon, preparing herself to face the blue sky and big big world. I am wondering what she must be feeling being a cocoon which she is creating for herself to be protected from rest of the world. Is she dreaming or analyzing how to face the world? What is she doing inside?

Honestly speaking…I feel she is just copying me, rather following the nature’s directions. Sometimes when nothing seems to be all right, or we are just not able to understand the logical part of the worldly games, we start making a cocoon around us. It’s warm and it’s our world… rather a fantasized world where everything is just the way we want to see it. But this is time to groom ourselves, prepare ourselves to face the reality with is new vision…with a new perspective…YOUR perspective.

There would be thousands of free suggestions pouring, it feels like you are driving on an empty road of Cerrapungee in its expected weather conditions and there...you can’t see what’s next even with the wipers on. At this point of time, I found a technique of make myself aloof and going within a shell to do two things. First to destroy whatever is created and second to create afresh with new vigor, new strategy and there starts the journey of new ME moving out of the shell to reveal the real virtues. But this is not the one who has changed from what she was, she has just learnt to adapt with a new approach with a willing compromise wherever necessary.

So I hope see my Butterwalk soon becoming a Butterfly…flapping her wings and going far away to feel what it means to be free, to discover, to invent, to experiment and also learn to adapt wherever she goes.

I remember a song from Miley Cyrus, which I have well thought to keep as a lullaby for my children before they enter their dream land. Now a days this is for Butterwalk.. :)

Caterpillar in the tree

How you wonder who you’ll be,

Can’t go far but you can always dream

Wish you may and wish you might

Don’t you worry hold on tight

I promise you there will come a day

Butterfly fly away!!