My grandmother has a great charm towards the nature.As I remember I was about of 6 or 7 years of age when an enticing incident took place. Me and Grandma were in our lavish green garden cover with grasses and elegant fragrant blossoms. She was singing a melodious song while watering the growth. I didn't understand what she was singing but still was dancing on its tune and suddenly my sight captivated by a magnificent sky blue color butterfly with white dotted patches on her feathers, a black color sharp outline covering her feathers all around.
I was curious to see her beauty. For once I glared at my Grandma , she was busy in her own tunes and watering the growth. I took my steps close to that resplendent creature to grapple, and I did!. But her quivering feathers irritated my fingers and I loosed my hand with a disgrace to let her fly and then I realized Grandma standing besides me with hopeless glimpse..the reason was I plucked one of the flower while chasing the butterfly. I still remember the way she stared at me.
I thought now its a time to bear some pain and scold but the reverse happened!. After few minutes leaning down holding my arms with caress she said, ''My Child, they are just likeyou..the sweetest creation of the God ! protect them, they are the living treasures.Do notkill them''. At that moment I didn't understand the depth in her words but a moral to protect the beauty of nature and I think that's something today lead me so close and sensitive towards the nature.