Ah....Well....Whatever !!!! ===================== A typically busy SV road on a Monday morning, and I am walking towards my office. In a maddening rush to beat the red, vehicles of all shapes and sizes are hurrying along. But the red goes up exactly when it has to , and albeit reluctantly, the traffic screeches to a halt. Two bikes , and three cars don’t give a damn and speed away. As I cross the road , I spot a beautiful butterfly parked right in the middle of the road, without a care in the world . I bend down to take a closer look , and am relieved to see that the little guy is quite unscathed, but certainly in some sort of stupor. It moves a little but makes no real attempt to takeflight whatsoever. Talk about the cat with nine lives, this little winged creature must have used at least a few hundred by now. How it had missed all those vehicles , and how they had missed him, I haven’t the foggiest . “What’s the matter, buddy ?” I mutter under my breath. “Had a drop too many last night, or is the wife giving you the grief ?” I ask. He is in no mood to answer, and in any case I’d miss his answer in the horns honking in anticipation of a green . “ Lets get you off the streets, you lousy drunk !” I say, and gently pick him up . I catch quite a few stares from the onlookers. Some weary, some curious, some downright suspicious, but I cross the road with my little friend finally surfacing from the stupor, and fluttering about in my hand. But after saving him from a sure death or eighty-six , I am not about to let him go hobnobbing with one of those berserk BEST buses. We walk another 20-25 steps together ,and I spot a little Patch of Kardal plants by the wayside. There are a couple of flowers too, should my friend need some quick restorative or two . “Here you go , buddy !” I say to him, and gently place him on a large leaf. “Take care !” I say and wave him goodbye. And before I could take my eyes off him and go away….. Before I could pat myself on the back in the afterglow of a good deed….. A perfectly camouflaged chameleon helps himself to his spot of breakfast served on a platter . If this is your idea of a joke, dear Life, let me tell you it sucks like nobody’s business.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Apr 2014 16:07:45 +0000