The Metamorphosis

When he hatched from that tiny egg of his, he was just a lowly creature. You can understand how difficult it is being a caterpillar, crawling around the leaves, eating everything you encounter. Yet none of this was in vain, because this caterpillar had a dream, a dream to rise above everything he was now, a dream to leave behind everything that defined him, a dream to reach for the stars and beyond, a dream to fly.

It was not easy of course. All the other caterpillars were so content with their lives. They had no dreams; they were so content of being what they were, even though each one of them had what it takes to become something extraordinary, the only thing lacking was the desire. But not this one, our little friend was special, he saw what others could not, that the purpose of life is to redeem yourself from the sins of monotony , and always strive to be something more than what you are now.

Every night when it became dark and rest of the world found sanctuary in their wildest dreams, this caterpillar would stay awake. He would look at the moon, fascinated and wondering when he’ll finally be able to reach the moon, such mad hope and yet it kept him on his way. If only any other of his brothers were awake, they would've seen the moonlight reflecting in his eyes. In his heart, he always knew that it was only a matter of time when this whole vast universe will claim him as one of their own.

And with all this in mind, our tiny caterpillar one day went into this hard shell of his, something that some mad scientist across the world call as pupa state. This was hard, from the outside it seemed that the caterpillar has died. To the outside world, it looked like a fair assumption, because the caterpillar didn't move for days.  What they didn't know was inside that seemingly dead body of this pupa lived a creature that was very much full of life. He was just biding his time for his next life. Every single moment of this life was a prayer, much like the the early Hindu sages did for their search of enlightenment, at times their body would be covered in termites, at times they would sitting for years in same posture, without water , food or any other earthly desire. In the same way our pupa remained and waited till he was ready, till he was one with the divine. And though the days seem to go on forever, his whole focus was entirely concentrated on what he’ll become out of this rather than what he was now. In that eternal darkness of his protective shell, he waited and waited for the first ray of light that fateful day will bring. Words like disappointment and despair were just not present in his dictionary of life.

And then, finally, that fateful day came. Leaving behind the shell that has protected him, along came our pupa. Only he was not just a pupa. He was different, he was liberated. When the other caterpillars saw him, they did not talk about the magnificence though, they talked about how weird he was, and they talked about how he should go back to what he was. They talked about how it’s totally unsocial to be different, but did he listen?? Why would he??? HE HAD WINGS……

When this butterfly finally took his first fly into the high, it was the most amazing feeling. He finally saw that some aspirations are so worthy that one could give their life trying to achieve that. When he spread his wings and flew higher and higher, he remembered every moment of his being that has all led to this glorious moment. But most importantly, hovering over the most beautiful flowers, the most serene rivers and the scenery of stunning nature, the butterfly learned the most important lesson that if you have one goal in your life, and if that goal is not letting you sleep at the night, you have to go at it with all your heart. The path will be exceedingly tough, there will be moments when to the world you’ll seem dead, but if your eyes sparkle with one and one true goal, nothing in the world could possibly stop you from achieving what you want.