Long ago, on a misty day, I met the Universeji. He was a dab hand story teller. He took me to the top of a hill- to a place which he called 'The Butterfly Paradise'. Yes, it was one... I could spot bright melange of yellows and reds fleeting across the horizon. We sat on a rock bed and he freed before me, the life of a girl who believed in Destiny- the divine intervention, who was eager to experience the lovely coincidences in her life. I enjoyed the anecdote lying down on his lap, being unaware that I am the protagonist of the story.
Alighting from my flight of imagination, I kicked my life 24 years forward. Today, when I confronted my destiny, I want you to know my Universeji, I am happy to have you by my side intangibly and I miss our one day out at the Butterfly Paradise...
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