THIS MOTH CAME HOME ONCE. BY THE TIME IT CAME, I GUESS IT ALREADY WAS VERY WOUNDED BECAUSE IT COULDN'T FLY VERY WELL AND MADE A CONVENIENT PHOTOGRAPH...WHICH REMINDS ME..I DIDN'T TAKE THIS PIC. MY BROTHER ARUN DID. I SWITCHED OFF THE LIGHT AND OPENED THE WINDOWS HOPING IT WOULD GO OUT FREE. I THINK IT WASN'T WELL ENOUGH TO GO OUT EVEN IF IT ACTUALLY MANAGED TO SEE AND UNDERSTAND THE PROMISE OF FREE AIR. STAYED THERE ALL NIGHT. BY MORNING I FOUND IT THIS WAY.
I TOOK THE ABOVE PIC. THAT WAS THE WAY I FOUND IT IN THE MORNING AS SOON AS I WOKE UP. RIGHT UNDER THE TUBE LIGHT NEAR MY DRESSING TABLE. I DON'T KNOW WHY I DID IT BUT I STUCK THE DEAD MOTH ON A VASE I MADE... IT HURT MY BROTHER SO..AS SOON AS SHE NOTICED IT, IT MADE MUMMY TOO TAKE A SAD EXPRESSION. I DIDN'T FEEL CRUEL. I THINK IT WAS JUST SOME KIND OF ATTACHMENT THAT MADE ME STICK IT THERE AND THE SAME ATTACHMENT THAT'S MAKING ME POST IT. WHEN I REASON THINGS OUT, A DEAD MOTH IS A DEAD MOTH. NO MORE. BUT OUR MINDS HAVE TRICKY WAYS OF DENYING REASON WHENEVER AND HOWEVER THEY WANT TO. REASON CANNOT HOLD THE SADNESS IN DEATH. AND YEA, IT'S BEEN LONG SINCE I REMOVED IT FROM THE VASE AND THREW IT IN THE DUST-BIN. I SAT BEFORE THE BIN FOR 2 MINUTES JUST LOOKING AT IT AND THEN IT WAS OVER BUT NOT AS COMPLETELY OVER AS I THOUGHT IT WAS.
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It reminds me of a dragon fly which came to my home and I saw it dead in the morning.
I felt sad but was able to come out of it quickly as I was very young when it happened.
Actually, when I tried to throw it away from our terrace. It went down slow and steady like a paper plane and was amazed by the way its wings were engineered.
Sweet I suppose...parledu..mana memory keka..purugulni kuda enta baa gurtunchukuntunnamo.
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