By Manoj Sankar
An excruciating pain struck my back and as usual with the overwhelming confidence due to ignorance and the need to finish the daily chorus of life I started moving. It did not take me long to realize that I was in trouble with my back. It did not mean anything much to me until the doctor told me that I’d be bed ridden for a minimum of one month. And that day has changed my life forever.
While lying on the wooden bed in the hospital with the instruction to not get up, all I had in my vision and my mind was the white ceiling. I felt like a lost traveler in a thick forest. I had no clue what lied ahead for me while the world around me continued to move at a frantic pace.
The only solace to my grievance was that I was blessed with a bed near the window. With a blank mind like the ceiling with no immediate agenda in hand, I just looked through the window and I noticed a butterfly in the garden.
Suddenly it struck my mind, “When was the last time I saw a butterfly?”
One year back? Two years, maybe three? Maybe 10? Maybe when I was 10! Where had all the butterflies gone all these years?
The more I started gazing through the window the more I saw colorful butterflies flying all over the garden in such an elegant and slow pace which made me think, “Why are they in no hurry?” I couldn’t see any competition out there. I couldn’t identify a leader, or the leader was so good that he wasn’t visible. Do they have a plan to reach somewhere by a certain time? Are they bothered about all the chaos happening around them?
Of one thing I was sure: they enjoyed every moment in the garden. Above all I felt the garden, the rose, the plants, the little cricket; even the soil enjoyed the presence of dancing butterflies. I felt an amazing harmony of life. For a little while I had forgotten the agonizing pain in my back.
And I realized what I have been missing all these years…