Now i want to share an interesting life cycle. Its butterflies autobiography.
I am a butterfly. I have very bright and colourful wings. I fry with my wings among deep bushes. I can feel the jealousy of flowers at that time, because they are not as colorful and as attractive like me . When children come to play at the parks during afternoon, i also fly among them. They chase me and shout in joy. Only some time, a few naughty boys try to catch me and i get afraid. I find the little girls much better because they are not at naughty . I consider them as my friend.
But i was not always so beautiful. It is now almost impossible to imagine that when i took birth i was extremely ugly and repulsive to look at. Then my name caterpillar and i had so many legs. I could move very slowly and couldn’t fly. Some kind of transformation started to take place. I spent days within that and one day when it broken upon, i found myself reborn with these bright colourful wings with which i can now fly as per my will. I felt very happy and thanked god for transformation me so beautifully. Then i have lots of duties to perform also. I have to fly from ane flower to another flower to transport the pollen. This is necessary for pollination so that flowers can be transformed into fruits. I do this as any gratitude me food and shelter both. Though my life is quite short, but i try to. Make it meaningful and joyful though these activist.