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Nov 2013
We are like caterpillers.

We were made to climb, eat and sleep.

We want to climb to the top of a rock that takes a lifetime, full of ego.

And we have another choice.

We can be like butterflies!!

But how is it possible to us to become a butterfly?

We must want to become a butterfly so much that we are willing to give up to be a caterpiller!

Does it mean to die?

Well, yes and no.

It may look that you have died, but actually you are still alive.

Life doesnt end, but is merely transformed!

What do we have to do?

We make a coccon around ourselves.

And it may look we are hiding, but this is not an attempt to escape.

We are just changing place.

It may appear to us that nothing is happening, but it is.

Just remember this is a very big step because once you become a butterfly.

You can never go back to being a caterpillar again!

Dont worry about your old and special friends, because once you become a butterfly, you can always find them and help them to become a butterfly as well.

You will be a wonderful butterfly.

The entire world is waiting for you.

The end...or is it just the beginning?

This is 4 everyone, except those who have given up completely (and even they might secretly enjoy it)...
Written by
Sulekha Vargas
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