It had been a few days that I am here. At first, When I came out of my house I was astonished to see the world. So many big and small things. So much beauty around. A Big red flower hanging in the sky grabbed my attention. I flew towards it in joy. Soon I realised it was not in the sky, It was somewhere in middle. I rested on it for a few minutes, I was comforted by its soft cushions and was treated with sweet nectar. With a warm hug, I said goodbye to her. I flew as far as I can, I was enjoying the green, yellow, white variations. The wind was competing with me but the fragrance he carried pleased my mind to begin the friendship. We travelled through many places but gradually my friend turned into an enemy. The fragrance in him turned into a disgusting smell. He was no more cooler, he was aggressive as if he was the new person. I decided to leave him and said goodbye with a painful heart. He replied, " Welcome to City ".
I left him, thinking what is "city"? Suddenly someone came in my path. I stood, it looked like a barrier, made of concrete. I flew high to see where I am. What the hell? Where are those greens? Where is that beautiful flower? Where are those lakes? Where are those trees with fruits? What is that black thing, where is the soil? What do they eat? Where ever I saw, I found so-called buildings, towers and under construction sites. I wanted to know who live here. Because so far I came across people who work in farms, children who played in soil, grandpa and grandmoms who narrated stories, loving couples near rivers. I met people who live in the happiest world.
I was resting on a slippery surface till a light hit my face. Oh, wait...it is a kid. He took my photo....! What? He never saw a butterfly? Someone came behind him to kick me out. I ran into the corner saving my life. It is a big home, I never saw one like this. What I saw was a small house where everyone slept in the same room. So many times I fell into sleep hearing their stories. But here, It is something different. Why the child is busy using a mobile when his mother is beside him. And Why don't his mother feed him taking him in her arms? In past, I missed my mom whenever I saw them feeding their children in the moonlight. Wait....! Where is his father? I entered a room that was above. Why he is inhaling the smoke? How he can breathe? Why doesn't he spend his time with his family? I was getting unconscious, so I came out of the room. I saw beautiful frames hung on walls. So happy they look in frames but why not in reality?
Feeling sorry for them I came out. I was in good sleep but the sound around was getting louder. Till now I had seen the sun awakening the world but for the first time, I was feeling like Sun was getting up due to their noise. I saw singles, couples, busy, calm, happy and sad faces, some faces were emotionless. I felt like the city life have made them run out of emotions. But after covering some distance I was happy to see some flowering plants kept in broken buckets, plastic bags and something called pots. I ran into them, I hugged them with blissful tears. It had been long. I was tired of searching for you. I flew from one flower to other in joy, I shouted as I made a discovery. I was flying but suddenly I felt weak, I made a crash landing on the floor. I am laying on the ground, it is hot, I can see the flower near me but I am unable to fly. I am falling asleep. I don't know, will I be able to open my eyes again. But I know, I have lived my life. I learnt many things from observing the two sides of the same coin. Though they belong to the same world they are entirely different. No one knows when you will end the journey. But you can decide how it can be. I am saying goodbye and I don't have regrets.