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 ...