I killed it........

Life is beautiful with the simple pleasures hidden in it.

A moment when you lived a life time. A few moments in life when you did good, you felt good, when you laughed, when you made some one happy, when you supported some one who needed you, when you know you are valued and many more!!!
I would not deny of the greater pleasures too. But I never could define to myself clearly both simple pleasures and the greater pleasures, this is just for a simple reason that I dint have enough time to decide whether it was simple or a great one while I was experiencing it! It was 'pleasure'......'Happiness'. I could just name a relationship that I am living as "Happiness", as that is one thing everyone in life wants and waits for!!!
In this post what I wanted to write was about a butterfly. A black butterfly with bright yellow spots.....it was amazingly sexy to look at. This petty thing was inside my house during the heat of summer and with the fans and the AC running in full spin all over. I was a little anxious about the life of this short lived species which was flying all over the house. I opened up all doors and windows, switching off all these running electrical equipments for it to fly out. I was busy chasing it out of the house while my dad desperately was switching on all these equipments again.
I took a cloth to trap the B.fly and set it free out in the garden.....I was a little at peace and returned to my room to continue with work. I switched on my fan and turned around to notice the sexy black fly had followed me inside my room and one of the fan blade was to hit the blacky. It just fell on the pile of books. It dint move.....it was lying with its wings open and i could see the bright yellow and black contrast on them.....I felt I had killed the beautiful creation, which after a very long time had got a smile on my face. I was sad and my eyes filled with tears. I watched it for a minute. I could not think of any better and delicately took it on my hands to put it back in the garden. I walked to the garden cursing myself to have killed it. The leaf i felt would be right for it...and to my wonder with the touch of the leaf the dead can alive! It was flying again! It was alive!
I smiled again.....and the reason again was the butterfly!